"I escaped again!" thought Toad.
He walked through a field singing his song.
"Who escaped and feels so glad?
Clever Toad! Clever Toad!"
"Oh, what a wonderful song," said Toad.
"It's the best song I ever wrote!"
He sang it again as loud as he could.
Suddenly Toad stopped and listened.
He heard a noise behind him.
He turned around to look.
Two policemen were running his way.
"Oh no!" said Toad. "Poor me!"
The raccoon ran with the policemen.
"There he is!" the raccoon cried.
"We'll get you!" yelled the police.
Suddenly afraid, Toad ran.
"I'm so stupid!" cried Toad.
"I was singing too loudly.
I was too pleased with myself!"
Toad looked back.
The police waved their clubs.
"We'll take you to prison, Toad!" they shouted.
"I can't let them catch me!" cried Toad.
Toad huffed and puffed as he ran.
"I'm a bit too fat to run so much!" Toad said.
Toad was getting tired.
But then he looked back.
The police were getting closer!
"Must go faster!" thought Toad, running wildly.
Suddenly the ground below was gone!
Toad flipped over in the air.
Splash! He landed in water.