And I’ll bring you a disaster,
Take off the mittens, take off the mittens,
For they belong to Three Little Kittens.”
At this, the Three Little Foxes lost no time you may guess.
They threw the mittens down by the bank of a river near by.
The Little Old Man of the Fire shouted, “Sink or swim, sink or swim,” and he pushed the Three Little Foxes into the river and they had to swim all the way home.
The Little Old Man of the Fire picked up the mittens and washed them nicely, then he took them back home and hung them on the line to dry.
All this time the Three Little Kittens were baking and stewing, and by and by they had a regular Surprise Party meal ready, and all the animals cried, “Hurrah, hurrah, for the Three Little Kittens.”
After they had eaten everything they could lay their paws on, Old Uncle Mouser told stories, and Old Mother Catastrophe said, as the clock struck ten,
“Mother Catastrophe, old and gray,