McGregor’s garden, and squeezed under the gate. However, Peter, being very naughty, did exactly what was forbidden: He ran to Mr. Mopsy, Flopsy and Cotton-tail, being good bunnies, hopped down the lane to pick some blackberries. Meanwhile, the four little bunnies, left on their own, began exploring their neighbourhood.
She had to buy a few currant buns and a loaf of brown bread. She took her umbrella and her basket, and set out to the baker’s. I have to go out now,” mother rabbit said. “Alright then, go and play, but don’t get into trouble. The four little rabbits looked as though they understood their mother’s message. McGregor put him in a pie,” mother rabbit said solemnly. Do you know why?”įlopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail and Peter shook their heads. “Listen to me,” she said, “I know that you like to run and play all around the place, but I advise you not to go to Mr. Rabbit called the four little rabbits for a little talk. They lived under a very big fir tree, in a sand-bank. The Tale of Peter Rabbit - Short Story By Beatrix PotterĪ long time ago, there lived four little rabbits, with fancy names: Flopsy, Cotton-tail, Peter and Mopsy.
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