There was a boy whose name was Jim, his friends were very good to him. They gave him tea and cakes and jam, and slice of delicious ham. And even read him story through and through, and even took him to the zoo.
There was his dreadful faith, befell him I now relate. You know at least you ought to know, that I have often told you so...that children never are allowed to leave their nurses in the crowd. Now this was Jim especial foible, he ran away when he was able, he hadn't gone a yard when bang, with open jaws the lion sprang. And hungrily began...