LESSON 36 TWO LITTLE KITTENS

TWO LITTLE KITTENS

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Two little kittens,

　One stormy night,

Began to quarrel,

　And then to fight.

One had a mouse

　And the other had none;

And that was the way

　The quarrel begun.

I'll have that mouse,

　Said the bigger cat.

You'll have that mouse? 　We'll see about that!

I will have that mouse,

　Said the tortoise-shell;

And 'spitting and scratching,

　On her sister she fell.

I told you before

　'Twas a stormy night,

When these two kittens

　Began to fight.

The old woman took

　The sweeping broom,

And swept them both

　Right out of the room.

The ground was covered

　With frost and snow,

They had lost the mouse

　And had nowhere to go.

So they lay and shivered

　Beside the door,

Till the old woman finished

　Sweeping the floor.

And then they crept in

　As quiet as mice,

All wet with snow

　And as cold as ice.

They found it much better

　That stormy night,

To lie by the fire,

　Than to quarrel and fight.

—JANE TAYLOR