Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.
Poems of Home: II. For ChildrenThe Three Little Kittens
Eliza Lee Follen (17871860)T
And they began to cry,
O mother dear,
We very much fear
That we have lost our 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.
And they began to cry,
O mother dear,
See here, see here;
See, we have found our 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.
And soon ate up the pie;
O mother dear,
We greatly fear
That we have soiled our 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.
And hung them out to dry;
O mother dear,
Do not you hear,
That we have washed our 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.