"Three little kittens
Lost their mittens;
And they began to cry:
'Oh mother dear,
We very much fear,
That we have lost our mittens.'"
"Oh, what bad kittens! I shame for them!" said Charlotte.
"Oh, Mamma, dear,
We very much fear
That we have lost our Mittens!"
"Their mamma was 'shame' too," continued Sarah, "for she gave them a dab with her paw on their ears, and said in a severe voice:
"'Lost your mittens?
Oh, you naughty kittens!
Now you shan't have any pie!"
and then she gave them each such a good whipping that the tears ran down on the ground, and made it very damp.
"But the three little kittens,
Found their mittens,
And they began to cry,
'Oh, mother dear,
Only see here,
See! just look! we have found our mittens.'"
"Oh! I so grad," said little Charlotte, and she clapped her hands; and then gazing at her own pretty white mittens, held them up, and cried: "Look! I've got mittens! look! look!"