Old Mother Kit-Cat put on her sun-bonnet and took her market basket and went to town.
The Three Little Kittens wanted to go out sliding on the ice, but Mother Kit-Cat had told them they must keep house while she was gone.
It was very quiet in the house with company gone.
It was very lonesome with Mother Kit-Cat away.
They missed Twinkle Toes and said, “How we do wish Twinkle Toes would come back.”
The Little Old Man of the Fire suggested,
“Three Little Kittens I think you’d better
Sit right down and compose a letter,
Ask him to come back, wherever he goes,
Your queer little, dear little, Twinkle Toes.”