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The White Rat died last night. / We found him cold and stiff; / We wrapped him warm and tight. / In my best handkerchief.
Jimmy marched on before, / Bearing the poor dead Rat; / Alice deep mourning wore, / I had papa's silk hat.
Jimmy the sermon preached, / Alice and I just cried. / That was a noble speech, / Worthy the Rat that died.
We made him a tiny grave. / Down in the shadow dim / Where the willow hedge-rows wave / We solemnly buried him.
Jimmy and Alice and I / Went sadly back to our play. / But there's a cloud in the sky, / And a shade on the Shining Way.