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ELEVEN LITTLE PUSSY-CATS
Eleven little pussy-cats invited out to dine.Eleven little bowls they found, all waiting in a line;
Eleven little me-ows they gave, eleven little purrs,
Eleven little sneezes, too, though bundled in their furs,
Eleven, after soup was served, stood close around a dish,
Eleven shyly picked the bones of 'leven bits of fish.
Eleven courses, I am told, composed this rare repast,
Eleven bits of catnip, too, when cream came on at last;
Eleven times they licked their paws when all the cream was out,
Eleven times they bobbed their heads and said 't was so, no doubt.
Eleven times they thought they heard the squeaking of a mouse.
Eleven times apologized to the lady of the house;
Eleven softly purred, “Good-by; we 've had a lovely time!”
Eleven scampered home again. So ends this simple rhyme.
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