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.