When they said the time to hide was mine,

I hid back under a thick grapevine.


And while I was still for the time to pass,

A little grey thing came out of the grass.


He hopped his way through the melon bed

And sat down close by a cabbage head.


He sat down close where I could see,

And his big still eyes looked hard at me.


His big eyes bursting out of the rim,

And I looked back very hard at him.