One day, Mr Sloth came
to visit. He said:
I’m sleepy! I need a good
branch for a bed!
I’m quite good at climbing.
I know how to swing.
But sleeping’s my favourite,
favourite thing!
This branch looks lovely!
I think I’ll sleep here.
And you? Do you think
that’s a splendid idea?
Oh no, Mr Sloth! A giraffe’s
eating there!
He might think you’re lunch
and start nibbling your hair!
This branch looks lovely!
I think I’ll sleep here.
And you? Don’t you think
that’s a splendid idea?
Oh no, Mr Sloth! There’s
a beehive right there!
You’ll never get sleep with
those bees everywhere!
This branch looks lovely!
I think I’ll sleep here.
And you? Don’t you think
that’s a splendid idea?
Oh no, Mr Sloth, that’s
a snake over there!
Not a branch! Poor old snake.
You gave him quite a scare.
This branch looks lovely!
I think I’ll sleep here.
And you? Don’t you think
that’s a splendid idea?
Oh no, Mr Sloth! There’s
a bird squawking there!
You’ll never get sleep with that
noise in the air!
Try climb one more branch,
Mr Sloth! they all said.
And that branch was just the
right one for his bed.
The bird and the snake,
the giraffe and each bee
were happy to have Mr Sloth
in their tree.
Sleepy Mr Sloth
