Chapter II
Three chipmunks green right gay were seenTo leap on the beast his brows between;They munched at his ears and chiffered his chin,And sat and sat and sat on him!Not a single available spot of hideWhere a well-sleeked chipmunk could sit with pride,But was chipped and chipped and chip-chip-munked,Till aught but an elephant must have flunked.“Ah chee, ah chee, ah chee, ah chee!What a ride we’re having, we chipmunks three!”