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I met a tearful little lass;

She sobbed so hard I could not pass,

I wondered so thereat;

"Oh, dry your tears, my pretty child,

Pray tell me why you grieve so wild."

"A--mouse--ate--up--my--cat!"

[Illustration: {A MOUSE LOOKS AT A CANDY CAT.}]

[Illustration: {A MOUSE EATING A CANDY CAT.}]

"A mouse ate up your cat!" I cried,

To think she'd fib quite horrified;

"Why, how can you say that?"

Her tears afresh began to run,

She sobbed the words out, one by one:

"It--was--a--candy--cat!"

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