Old Mother Kit-Cat said, “Indeed, I think you will come home with me.”
Old Mother Catastrophe said,
“I do not like in the woods to roam,
Come, Three Little Kittens, and wheel me home.”
They all took turns in wheeling Mother Catastrophe home, and then they ran beside Mother Kit-Cat until they came to their neat little house at the edge of the woods.
They said,
“Tis dark within the Foxes’ den,
We hope we’ll not go there again.”
The Wind whistled merrily,
“Oh Three Little Kittens, oh Three Little Kittens,