The grease began to grease the rope.
The rope began to hang the ox.
The ox began to drink the water.
The water began to quench the fire.
The fire began to burn the hatchet.
The hatchet began to hack the staff.
The staff began to beat the kid.
The kid began to go.
"See, by the moonlight, it is almost midnight.
Kid and I got home an hour and a half ago."




FOX LOX.

Once upon a time hungry Fox Lox was prowling about under a great tree
on the hillside, when a chestnut burr fell thump upon his head. "Ah!"
said cunning Fox Lox, "by this I will get a fine dinner." Just then
along came Chicker Ricker.

"Oh, run down hill with me where you will be quite safe, Chicker
Ricker," cried Fox Lox, "for the sky is surely tumbling down!"

"Who told you, Fox Lox?"

"Oh, I heard it and I felt it and it came thump upon my crown!"

"Then I will run down hill with you," cried Chicker Ricker.