THE LITTLE MOUSE.
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In this neat little house Liv’d a poor little mouse, He had plenty to eat every day; Till, enticed by another, Without leave of his mother, He ventured one day out to play.
But the cat he soon spied, As he walk’d the bank-side, And soon of his folly repented. She put out her paw, Seized him with her claw, And eat him before she relented.