There once lived an old man and an old woman. One day the old man said to his wife, "Come-on old woman, sweep out the corn bin, scrub out the flour tin, there may be just enough flour left for a bun". So, the old woman did so and shaped a round bun and put it into the stove to bake. When it was baked crisp and brown, she put it on the windowsill to cool. The bun sat there quietly for a while, and then suddenly, it rolled off the windowsill, across the floor, out the door, then out the gate and down the road!

On and on it rolled, until it met a rabbit. "Hey bun!" said the rabbit, "You look nice and crisp. I think I will eat you." "Don’t eat me rabbit, listen to my song: I’m a nice crisp bun. I was swept in the bin - I was scrubbed in the tin. I was kneaded with cream. I was baked on the grill - I was cooled on the sill. From Grandma and Grandpa I did run, and you too rabbit - will never eat the bun!" Before the rabbit could blink an eye, off it rolled!

Then bun rolled on and on and it met a wolf. "Hey bun!" said the wolf. "You look nice and crisp. I think I will eat you." "Not for you to eat me!" He sang his song, and rolled off before the wolf could blink an eye!

The bun rolled on and on until it met a bear. "Hey bun!" said the bear. "You look nice and crisp, I think I will eat you." "Not for you to eat me, Bandy-Legs!" He repeated his song and rolled off in an instant!

Then, the bun rolled along and met a fox. "Hey bun!" said the fox. "Where are you off to?" "I am rolling along the road, fox." "Come and sing me your song." So the bun sang his song and ended by saying, "And you fox, will never catch the bun!" 'What a nice song," said the fox. "It’s a pity I don’t hear so well. Come bun, perch on the tip of my nose and sing the song again, only louder." So the bun hopped on the tip of the fox’s nose and sang the song again, much louder. And the fox said, "That’s better, but I’d love to hear it once again. Come perch on the tip of my tongue and sing it one last time." So, the bun jumped on the tip of the fox’s tongue. In an instant, the fox snapped his jaws shut and gobbled it up!