Hide and Seek

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    I’m glad right now that I’m not It,
    Because I can see
    A really good place to hide
    Near the hawthorn tree.
    And just as soon as It hides his eyes
    And begins to count, I’ll run
    And scrunch flat, and then, I bet,
    I won’t be seen by anyone.
    Ah, there—he’s counting—here I go.
    Whee! I made it! Now I’ll lie flat—
    But here comes Pussy after me!
    Get out of here, cat! Scat!
    Stop rubbing up against me! Beat it!
    Cat, go away, I say!
    Why must you come and tag along
    Every time I play?
    Now, see what you’ve gone and done!
    It has seen me, all because of you!
    And now I have to seek and find,
    And all my hiding’s through.
    Scat, cat! SCAT!

    [illustration] Illustrated by Julie F. Young