When evening came, they all sat round the fire and the Three Little Kittens danced up and down before Uncle Mouser, and Twinkle Toes danced round and round.
They all said, “Please tell us a story.”
Uncle Mouser answered,
“I will tell you a story in prose and rhyme,
For I make up stories just half my time.”
The Three Little Kittens danced up and down and cried, “Tell us a true story, tell us something that really, truly happened.”
Uncle Mouser rocked to and fro, to and fro, in the little rocking chair and said,
“I would not like to see you in tears,
So I’ll think back for several years.”
“Oh Uncle Mouser, oh Uncle Mouser,” cried the Three Little Kittens, “we cannot wait years and years for a story.”