THE DISOBEDIENT MOUSE.
Reading edition
SAD is the tale I have to tell, Of what a lit-tle mouse be-fell. "My darl-ing child," His moth-er said, "There are two things That you must dread. One is the mon-ster called a cat; And one a trap. Ne'er go near that, No mat-ter how the cheese may smell: You'll rue the day. Mark my words well." And mous-ey lis-tened to her say. Had he but heed-ed! Well-a-day! That ver-y night he smelled some cheese. Quoth he, "What o-dors sweet are these? I'll go and see: per-chance the cook Has dropped a bit. Here's for a look!" A-las! a-las! dear chil-dren all, He dis-o-beyed. Be-hold his fall. He saw the trap, with bits of cheese. "I'll on-ly take just one of these,— A sin-gle one, not an-y more." Click went the spring; down fell the door!
How sleek looks puss-y! How well fed! Poor mous-ey's moth-er weeps in bed.