A Fable.It was a hungry pussy catUpon Thanksgiving morn,And she watched a thankful little mouseThat ate an ear of corn.“If I ate that thankful little mouse,How thankful he should be,When he has made a meal himself,To make a meal for me!“Then, with his thanks for having fedAnd his thanks for feeding me—With allhisthankfulness inside—How thankfulIshall be!”Thus mused the hungry pussy catUpon Thanksgiving Day.But the little mouse had overheard,And declined (with thanks) to stay.
It was a hungry pussy catUpon Thanksgiving morn,And she watched a thankful little mouseThat ate an ear of corn.“If I ate that thankful little mouse,How thankful he should be,When he has made a meal himself,To make a meal for me!“Then, with his thanks for having fedAnd his thanks for feeding me—With allhisthankfulness inside—How thankfulIshall be!”Thus mused the hungry pussy catUpon Thanksgiving Day.But the little mouse had overheard,And declined (with thanks) to stay.
It was a hungry pussy catUpon Thanksgiving morn,And she watched a thankful little mouseThat ate an ear of corn.
“If I ate that thankful little mouse,How thankful he should be,When he has made a meal himself,To make a meal for me!
“Then, with his thanks for having fedAnd his thanks for feeding me—With allhisthankfulness inside—How thankfulIshall be!”
Thus mused the hungry pussy catUpon Thanksgiving Day.But the little mouse had overheard,And declined (with thanks) to stay.