"Three little kittens, they lost their mittens and they began to cry. Oh, mother, dear, we sadly fear, our mittens we have lost. What! Lost your mittens, you naughty kittens, then you shall have no pie. Meow, meow, then you shall have no pie. The three little kittens, they found their mittens, and they began to cry. Oh, mother, dear, see here, see here, our mittens we have found. What, found your mittens, then you're good kittens, and you shall have some pie. Purr-rr, purr-rr, Then you shall have some pie. Three little kittens, put on their mittens, and soon ate up the pie. Oh, mother, dear, we sadly fear, our mittens we have soiled. What! Soiled your mittens, you naughty kittens, and they began to sigh. Meow, meow, and they began to sigh. The three little kittens, they washed their mittens, and hung them out to dry. Oh, mother, dear, do you not hear, our mittens we have washed? What! Washed your mittens? Then you're good kittens! But I smell a rat close by. Meow, meow, we smell a rat close by."
today i remembered how much i loved this story when i was a child, and thus the creation of a very unhealthy obsession...
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