The Runaway Rabbit sat on the doorstep of his own little house, saying, “By my cottontail, it is time for me to run away!”

He took out his little brown traveling bag and packed it full. He was in such a hurry to run away that he did not even stop to clear off his breakfast table. He did not even stop to wind his clock or lock his front door!

Hippety-hop, lippety-lop

he went down the path, carrying his little brown traveling bag.