There was no fire in the kitchen stove.
Dot and Tot began to cry but brave little Trot said,
“I believe I’ll sing a little verse.
It might be better, it might be worse.”
Then, to the surprise of all a little silver bell rang and a voice called,
“Old Mother Catastrophe’s old and gray,
Who will bring in her wood to-day?”
“I will, I will, I will,” cried the Three Little Kittens together.
They saw that the wood-box was empty.
The Three Little Kittens went out and got wood and filled the box.