“Tweet-tweet! Tweet-tweet!” she sang sadly.
“Why the sad song?” he inquired.
“and they have left me here all alone.”
“TWEET-TWEET!” cried the little bird, afraid for her life.
“We have to press the button,” said the little dog.
and it will be safe to cross the street.”
couldn’t reach it, either.
reach the walk signal button.”
“I’ll shimmy on up and press that button!”
the chipmunk said.
slid and she slid back down.
He jumped and he jumped, flapping his floppy feet.
but he couldn’t reach it, either.
“I have an idea!” chirped the little bird, hip-hopping all around.
“Everyone lie down!”
“Lie down?!” said the dog, the chipmunk and the frog.
“Don’t we want to be taller?”
“Exactly!” said the bird.
She stepped onto the frog.
“Hee-hee! That tickles!” giggled the frog.
“Now hop onto the chipmunk,” instructed the little bird.
So the frog, with the bird on his back, hopped onto the chipmunk.
“Oooophf! You’re heavier than you look!” groaned the chipmunk.
“Now climb onto the dog,” said the little bird.
So the chipmunk, with the frog and the bird on her back, climbed onto the dog.
“Ouch!” yipped the dog. “Try not to pull my hair!”
But the chipmunk hung on to the dog’s fur for dear life.
“Now stand up!” said the little bird.
So the dog, with the chipmunk, the frog, and the bird on his back, slooowly stood up.
They balanced like acrobats in a circus.
“Walk!” So they did.
off and raced to the raspberry bush:
where they ate delicious raspberries all day long.