We’ll wear our bibs and hold our things as you have shown us how:—
Spoons in right paws, cups in left,—and make a pretty bow.
We’ll always say, “Yes, if you please,” and “Only half of that.”’
‘Then go, my darling children,’ said the happy Mother Cat.
The seven little pussy-cats went out that night to tea.
Their heads were smooth and glossy, their tails were swinging free;
They held their things as they had learned, and tried to be polite;
With snowy bibs beneath their chins they were a pretty sight.
But, alas for manners beautiful, and coats as soft as silk!
The moment that the little kits were asked to take some milk,