Please, mamma, give me some dinner.
Old mother Twitchet had but one eye,
And a long tail which she let fly;
And every time she went over a gap,
She left a bit of her tail in a trap.
[A needle and thread.]
Pussy-cat, Pussy-cat, where have you been,
I’ve been to London to look at the Queen?
Pussy-cat, Pussy-cat, what did you there?
I frighten’d a little mouse under the chair.