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In this neat little house / Liv'd a poor little mouse, / He had plenty to eat every day; / Till, enticed by another, / Without leave of his mother, / He ventured one day out to play.
But the cat he soon spied, / As he walk'd the bank-side, / And soon of his folly repented.