And a little son too,
Oh, fiddle-de-dee!
Come, foxy, and see
My sweet minstrelsy!”
Then the fox’s daughter said:
“Mammy, I’ll go out and see who it is that is playing so nicely!”
So out she skipped, but no sooner did pussy see her than he caught hold of her and popped her into his sack. Then he played again:
“Fiddle-de-dee!
The foxy so wee
Had daughters twice two,