His Mate
Hi-diddle-diddle,
The cat and the fiddle …
I raised my head
And saw him seated on a heap of dead,
Yelling the nursery-tune,
Grimacing at the moon …
And the cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
And as he stopped to snigger,
I struggled to my knees and pulled the trigger.
The cat and the fiddle …
I raised my head
And saw him seated on a heap of dead,
Yelling the nursery-tune,
Grimacing at the moon …
And the cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
And as he stopped to snigger,
I struggled to my knees and pulled the trigger.
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