THE THREE LITTLE KITTENS 
(A CAT'S TALE, WITH ADDITIONS)
  Three little kittens lost their mittens;       And they began to cry,           O mother dear,           We very much fear       That we have lost our mittens.
      Lost your mittens!
      You naughty kittens!
    Then you shall have no pie.
          Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
      No, you shall have no pie.
          Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
  The three little kittens found their mittens,       And they began to cry,           O mother dear,           See here, see here;       See, we have found our mittens.
      Put on your mittens,       You silly kittens,       And you may have some pie.
          Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r,       O let us have the pie.
          Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r.
  The three little kittens put on their mittens,       And soon ate up the pie;           O mother dear,           We greatly fear       That we have soiled our mittens.
      Soiled your mittens!
      You naughty kittens!
      Then they began to sigh,           Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow,       Then they began to sigh.
          Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
  The three little kittens washed their mittens,       And hung them out to dry;           O mother dear,           Do not you hear,       That we have washed our mittens?
      Washed your mittens!
      O, you're good kittens.
      But I smell a rat close by;           Hush! hush! mee-ow, mee-ow.
      We smell a rat close by,           Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
ELIZA LEE FOLLEN