`` Say , Striped Chipmunk , '' cried the Merry Little Breezes , rushing over to him , `` tell us how you happen to have pockets in your cheeks . '' But Striped Chipmunk just snapped his bright eyes at them and said `` Busy ! busy ! busy ! '' as he scuttled over to the hollow chestnut tree . The Merry Little Breezes saw that it was no use at all to try to tempt Striped Chipmunk to play with them or to answer questions . `` I tell you what , '' cried one , `` let 's go ask Great-Grandfather Frog how Striped Chipmunk happens to have pockets in his cheeks . He 'll know . '' So away they started , after they had raced over to the big hollow chestnut tree and sent a shower of brown nuts rattling down to Striped Chipmunk from the burrs that Jack Frost had opened the night before . `` Good-bye , Striped Chipmunk , '' they shouted as they romped across the Green Meadows . And Striped Chipmunk stopped long enough to shout `` Good-bye '' before he filled his pockets with the brown nuts . Old Grandfather Frog sat on his big green lily pad blinking in the sun . It was very still , very , very still indeed . Suddenly out of the brown bulrushes burst the Merry Little Breezes and surrounded old Grandfather Frog . And every one of them had brought to him a fat , foolish , green fly . Grandfather 's big goggly eyes sparkled and he gave a funny little hop up into the air as he caught each foolish green fly . When the last one was safely inside his white and yellow waistcoat he settled himself comfortably on the big green lily pad and folded his hands over the foolish green flies . `` Chug-a-rum ! '' said Grandfather Frog . `` What is it you want this morning ? ''
`` Oh , Grandfather Frog , '' cried the Merry Little Breezes , `` tell us how it happens that Striped XXXXX has pockets in his cheeks .
Chipmunk Chug-a-rum Frog Frost Grandfather Meadows before bulrushes nuts waistcoat