PETER RABBIT'S RAP:

I love carrot tops,
Better than lollipops,
And peas, if you please,
Instead of bread and cheese!
McGregor's got an acre
FULL of crunchy treats for ME!


GOLDILOCKS' SONG:

FIRST VERSE
Tra-la-la
And Fiddle-de-dee
What will I do
And what will I see?

SECOND VERSE
Tra-la-la
And Fiddle-de-dee
I love to rock-a-bye
Rock-a-bye me!


WE'RE NOT AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WOLF:

We're not afraid of the big bad wolf
He won't scare us at all
We'll build our homes and fill our crocks
Shut our doors and lock our locks
We're not afraid of the big bad wolf
If he should come to call


THUMBELINA'S SONG:

I may be smaller
Than birds...

Born at sea in the teeth of a gale, the sailor was a dog. Scuppers was his name.


After that he lived on a farm. But Scuppers, born at sea, was a sailor. And when he grew up, he wanted to go to sea.
So he went to look for something to go in.
He found a little submarine. “All aboard!” they called. It was going down under the sea. But Scuppers did not want to go under the sea.
He found a little car.
“All aboard!” they called. It was going over the land. But Scuppers did not want to go over the land.


Scuppers was a sailor. He wanted to go to sea.
So Scuppers went over the hills and far away until...

One summer day, Grover went fishing with a bunch of his friends.

Suddenly, Grover noticed water squirting up through a small hole in the bottom of the boat. “Hey, everybodeee!” he called. “There is a hole in this boat. We had better plug up this hole or else the boat will fill up with water and sink, and we will all get wet.
“My goodness,” said Grover. “Everybody is so busy fishing that nobody is paying any attention to me. That means this is a job for…SUPER-GROVER! It certainly is a good thing I remembered to pack my Super-Grover costume in the bottom of my fishing creel. And now...

Many years ago there lived an Emperor who was so fond of new clothes that he spent all his money on them. He had a different coat for every hour of the day, and it was always said, “The Emperor is in his dressing room.”
In the large city where he lived, visitors arrived every day. One day there came two impostors pretending to be weavers who knew the secret of weaving the most beautiful fabrics that could be imagined. Not only were the colors and designs supposed to be uncommonly beautiful, but the fabric was supposed to possess the wonderful quality of being invisible to anyone who was...

“Hey, Slimey!” said Oscar the Grouch, holding up a thimble filled with water. “You’re on.”
Oscar meant that it was time for Slimey, his pet worm, to practice his newest trick.
“I can hardly wait to tell everyone about this,” said Oscar. “I bet no one has ever seen a worm dive from a diving board into a thimble full of water.”

Slimey climbed up the little ladder.
He wriggled to the end of the diving board and looked down. There was the thimble full of water.
Slimey took a deep breath and dived. He landed in the thimble with a SPLISH.

“Terrific dive!” said Oscar. “A few more...

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs. When they were old enough, they left their home to seek their fortunes.
Mother Pig was very sad to see them leave.
The first little pig met a farmer with a load of straw.
“Please sir,” he said “will you give me some straw to build a house?”
The farmer gave the first little pig some straw.

And the little pig built a house of straw.
Along came a wicked wolf and knocked on the door.
“Little pig, little pig, let me come in,” said the wolf.
But the little pig answered, “No, no! Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin.”
“Then I’ll huff and...

Once upon a time, there were three bears who lived in a little house in the woods.
Father Bear was a great big bear.
Mother Bear was a medium-sized bear.
And Baby Bear was a wee tiny bear.
One day, Mother Bear made hot porridge for breakfast.
She poured it into their bowls, and they all went for a walk in the woods while it cooled.

While they were gone, a little girl named Goldilocks came to their house.
She looked in the door and didn’t see anyone there, so in she went. Now, that was not right. She should have waited for someone to come home.
Well, Goldilocks saw porridge on the table and suddenly...

Once upon a time, a little old woman and a little old man lived in a little old house.
One day, the little old woman decided to make a gingerbread man.
She cut him out of dough and put him in the oven to bake.
After a while, the little old woman said to herself, “That gingerbread man must be ready by now.”
She went to the oven door and opened it. Up jumped the gingerbread man, and away he ran, out the front door.

As he ran, he shouted,
“Run, run as fast as you can.
You can’t catch me,
I’m the gingerbread man!”
The little old woman ran after the gingerbread man, but she couldn’t catch him....

Scuffy was sad.
Scuffy was cross.
Scuffy sniffed his blue smokestack.
“A toy store is no place for a red-painted tugboat,” said Scuffy, and he sniffed his blue smokestack again. “I was meant for bigger things.”

“Perhaps you would not be cross if you went sailing,” said the man with the polka dot tie, who owned the shop.
So one night he took Scuffy home to his little boy. He filled the bathtub with water.
“Sail, little tugboat,” said the little boy.
“I won’t sail in a bathtub,” said Scuffy. “A tub is no place for a red-painted tugboat. I was meant for bigger things.”
The next...

Once upon a time there was a boy named Jack who lived with his mother in a little cottage. They had barely enough to eat. One day Jack’s mother said to him, “We have no money left to buy food. You must take the cow to town and sell her.”

On the way to town, Jack met a strange little man who offered to buy the cow.
“What will you give me for her?” Jack asked.
The little man reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of shiny beans. “These,” he said. “They’re magic!”
Jack could not take his eyes off the beans. “It’s a bargain,” he said.
And home Jack ran as fast as...

A long time ago — back when the West was really WILD — there was a town that had a Terrible Problem.

Piano Player: ♫ Nobody knows the problem we have… ♫
Barkeeper: Hoo boy! Do we have a problem!
Green Cowboy Muppet: Oh, what a problem we have!
Blue Cowboy Muppet: That’s some problem we have, huh?
Saloon Patron: You think you have a problem?
Cowboy Kid: Hey, everybody! What’s our problem?

Green Patron Muppet: See this poster, son? This is (gulp) The Great Cookie Thief!
Cowboy Kid: Who’s The Great Cookie Thief?
Barkeeper: He’s the feller who’s been stealing cookies from all the bakeries...

One day Grover went to the school auditorium to see the school play, “Goldilocks and the Three Bears.” Prairie Dawn was playing the role of Goldilocks.
Grover: Look! There she is! That is my friend Prairie Dawn!

In the play, Goldilocks ate up the bears’ porridge and sat on the bears’ chairs. Then she went and lay down on the bears’ three beds.
“Oh, my,” she said. “This bed is too hard. And this bed is too soft. But this bed is just right.”
As soon as Goldilocks fell asleep on the little bear’s bed, the three bears came home from their walk in the woods.
“Look, Daddy,” said...

Once there was a little girl who lived with her mother in a house at the edge of the forest.
The little girl always wore a red cloak and hood that her grandmother had made for her. That’s why everyone, even her mother, called her Little Red Riding Hood.

One day Little Red Riding Hood’s mother said to her, “Grandmother is not feeling well. I have packed a basket with fruit and cakes and honey. Will you take it to here?”
“Yes, Mother,” said Little Red Riding Hood.

“Be careful going through the forest,” said her mother, “and don’t dawdle along the way. Grandmother is waiting for...

Every morning Theodore Mouse woke up with the sunrise.
He made his bed.
He brushed his teeth.
He combed his whiskers.

Then he climbed to the roof of his house and looked out over the rooftops of the other mouse houses. He looked out beyond the trees, and beyond the shoreline, to the sea.

“Every morning is the same,” Theodore said. “I make my bed. I brush my teeth. I comb my whiskers. Then I climb up to the roof. The only thing that changes,” Theodore sighed, “is the sea. Sometimes it is rough and wild, and sometimes it is smooth as glass.”

Then Theodore Mouse thought of something he had...

Once upon a time there were three Billy Goats Gruff who lived on a hillside next to a wide, deep stream.

On the other side of the stream was a big field of sweet, green grass.

Every day the three Billy Goats Gruff looked hungrily at the field on the other side of the stream. Every day they longed to eat some of the sweet, green grass.
But to get to the other side of the stream, they had to cross a wooden bridge. And under the bridge lived a horrible, mean troll.

One day the littlest Billy Goat Gruff said, “I cannot wait any longer. I am going to cross the bridge and eat the sweet, green grass.”...

One cold winter night Baby Bear snuggled down under the bed covers and shut his eyes to go to sleep.
Then right in his room he heard an eek and a creak and a squeak.
Baby Bear sat straight up in his bed.
“What was that?” he called out in the darkness. Then he skedaddled out of bed…

…down the hall, and swoosh! into bed with his big brother.
“I heard an eek right in my room,” said Baby Bear from deep down under the covers, “and a creak and a squeak.”

“Why, there’s nothing to be frightened of,” said the big brother bear. “Those noises were some little mice in their little mouse...

Once there was a little red hen who found some grain. She thought of the fine wheat that would grow if she planted the grain.
“Who will help me plant this grain?” asked the Little Red Hen.

The Cat, the Rat, and the Dog were relaxing in the sun, sipping tea.
“Not I,” meowed the Cat.
“Not I,” squeaked the Rat.
“Not I,” barked the Dog.
“Then I will do it myself,” said the Little Red Hen.


Every day the wheat grew taller and more golden. Soon it was ready to be cut.
“Who will help me cut this wheat?” asked the Little Red Hen.
“Not I,” meowed the Cat. “I’m too tired.”
“Not...

Polly’s Pet is fed up.
He is sick and tired of being pushed around and poked, of being shoved and dragged all over the place. He wishes that Polly and her brother would leave him alone.

When he is inside and feels like sleeping, they take him outside and pull him around. When he is having fun outside, they bring him in and put him to bed. They turn him into a baby and wheel him around in a carriage.


Polly’s Pet is so mad at Polly and her brother that he wants to bite or scratch or pinch them. But the rules say “No biting” and “No scratching” and “No pinching.” Polly’s Pet does...

One day Big Bird was walking along thinking about what he was going to get Mr. Snuffleupagus for his birthday, when—WHAP!—something cold and wet hit him in the face.

Big Bird had walked right into Susan’s fresh clean clothes that she had washed and hung out in the sun to dry and knocked the clothesline down. Wet socks and jeans and towels and sheets fell to the ground.


“Oh, no! Susan will be so angry with me when she sees her clean laundry all dirty on the ground,” said Big Bird. “What will I tell her?
“Hmm. I could tell Susan that a big flock of birds was flying south for the winter...

Once upon a time there were four little rabbits, and their names were:
Flopsy
Mopsy
Cottontail
and Peter
They lived with their mother in a sandbank, underneath the root of a very big fir tree.
“Now, my dears,” said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, “you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don’t go into Mr. McGregor’s garden. Your father had an accident there; he was put into a pie by Mrs. McGregor. Now run along, and don’t get into mischief. I am going out.”


Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella and went through the wood to the baker’s. She bought a loaf of brown...