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Wake up, wake up! It's morning now, The Farmer is milking the little black cow, The Rooster is blowing his shiny tin horn And Billy Breeze's whistling a tune in the corn.
Goodness me! Up jumped Little Jack Rabbit. You remember that the tired little bunny boy had been too sleepy to hop upstairs after playing a game of pinochle with Uncle John Hare, and had fallen asleep in a big arm chair for the night. That's where we left him, and now we find him wide awake.