About Dowdle Folk Art Kittens Knittin’ Mittens
The three little kittens, they lost their mittens, And they began to cry,
βOh, mother dear, we sadly fear,
That we have lost our mittens.β
βWhat! Lost your mittens, you naughty kittens! Then you shall have no pie.β
βMeow, meow, meow.β
βThen you shall have no pie.β
The three little kittens, they found their mittens, And they began to cry,
βOh, mother dear, see here, see here,
For we have found our mittens.β
βPut on your mittens, you silly kittens,
And you shall have some pie.β
βPurr, purr, purr,
Oh, let us have some pie.β
The three little kittens put on their mittens, And soon ate up the pie,
βOh, mother dear, we greatly fear,
That we have soiled our mittens.β
βWhat, soiled your mittens, you naughty kittens!β Then they began to sigh,
βMeow, meow, meow,β
Then they began to sigh.
The three little kittens, they washed their mittens, And hung them out to dry,
βOh, mother dear, do you not hear,
That we have washed our mittens?β
βWhat, washed your mittens, then youβre good kittens, But I smell a rat close by.β
βMeow, meow, meow,
We smell a rat close by.β











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