Pussy-Cat

A poem by Walter Crane

Pussy-cat high, Pussy-cat low,
Pussy-cat was a fine teazer of tow.

Pussy-cat she came into the barn,
With her bag-pipes under her arm.

And then she told a tale to me,
How Mousey had married a humble bee.

Then was I ever so glad,
That Mousey had married so clever a lad.

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