Crickets and Dwarfies
One night when the Lady Moon peeped over the tall grasses, Johnny Cricket said, “I ’spect I will play a nice, lovely tune on my fiddle.” So he tuned his fiddle, “tinky-tinky” and then began playing, oh, so happily.
“Crickity-creek! Crickity creek! Crickey creek.”
And even little Danny Dwarfie who was only two and a half inches high, heard Johnny’s happy hearted tune, so he took a nice basket of Dwarfie doughnuts with very large holes in them to Mama Doormouse who lived with little David Doormouse near Johnny Cricket’s pea pod home. So, you see, Johnny Cricket’s cherry tunes made everyone’s heart very much happier; for, when one is happy and cheery, their sunniness enters into the hearts of those they meet and makes a joyous glow of friendliness.
