| To the yellow house the rat would come, And strike the door—knock! knock! The kitten's tail would stand on end, It gave him such a shock. Then in the rat would boldly march. "What have you here?" he'd say; And then he would steal the bread and cheese, And carry it all away. |
| At last the kitten went to ask Advice of some old cat Who lived close by, and told her all About the robber rat. The wise old grey cat scratched her ear; "I'll fix this rat," she said; So she pulled a night-cap over her ears And lay in the kitten's bed. |
| And now in marched the robber rat; "What!" cried he, "still in bed! Quick, fetch me out what cheese you have, And all your scraps of bread." "Spit-t-t!" with her claws and gleaming eyes The cat sprang out of bed. The robber gave one dreadful squeak, And then away he fled. |
