Mrs. Pussy heard a noise—
Up she jumped in glee:
“Kittens, maybe that’s a mouse!
Let us go and see!”
Creeping, creeping, creeping on,
Silently they stole;
But the little mouse had gone
Back within its hole.
“Well,” said Mrs. Pussy then,
“To the barn we’ll go;
We shall find the swallow there
Flying to and fro.”
So the cat and kittens four
Tried their very best;
But the swallows flying fast
Safely reached the nest!
Home went hungry Mrs. Puss
And her kittens four;
Found their dinner on a plate
By the kitchen door.
As they gathered round the plate,
They agreed ’twas nice
That it could not run away
Like the birds and mice!