Little Lapin, Little Lapin

"Little Lapin, little lapin, where are you, little lapin?"

"Little lapin, little lapin, where are you hiding, little lapin?"

"Grand-père, grand-père, I am not hiding underground if that's what you're thinking. I am very close, very near. Find me, find me, grand-père!"

"Little lapin, are you hopping over white clouds with the angels?"

"Non, grand-père. I am very much on land with you."

"Aha! Then you must be near a lake having a leap race with the frogs on lily pads!"

"Non, grand-père. You are mistaken. I am nowhere near any lakes or streams. I am on dry land."

"Ah, then you must be at the Siharra Desert! Escaping ancient curses, and meeting the kings and queens of the Nile!"

"Non, grand-père. I am surrounded by lush greenery, where I am free to hop as I please."

"Oh, now I see. My little lapin must be . . . Here!"

Grandfather Adolphe found his precious granddaughter behind a bush in their garden as he tickles her mercilessly. The granddaughter giggle and laugh as she tries to block her tickle spots, but her grandfather knew every one of them. They always drink tea after playing their favorite game of Little Lapin, a game of which they created, while the granddaughter pours a cup of tea for her rabbit doll.