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READING BOOKS

ADAPTED TO THE REQUIREMENTS OF THE REVISED CODE

Edited By The Eev. A. E. GEANT

BECTOB OF HITCBAM. AND HONORARY CANON OF KIT; FORMERLY
H.M. INSPECTOR OF SCHOOLS

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STEAHAN & CO., PUBLISHERS

66 LUDGATE HILL, LONDON

1870

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SECOND STANDARD.

MOTHEB TABBYSKINS.

Mo - ther wea - ther

Tab - by - skins gob - bled

hob - bled scuf - fling

Sitting at a window,

In her cloak and hat,
I saw Mother Tabbyskins,

The real old eat!

Chorus. Very old, very old,

Crumplety and lame, Teaching kittens how to scold, Is it not a shame?

Kittens in the garden

Looking in her face,
Learning how to spit and swear,

Oh, what a disgrace!

Chorus. Very wrong, very wrong,
Very wrong and bad;
Such a subject for our song
Makes us all too sad.

Old Mother Tabbyskins,

Sticking out her head,
Gave a howl, and then a yowl,

Hobbled off to bed.

Chorus. Very sick, very sick,
Yery savage too;
Pray send for a doctor quick—
Any one will do!

Doctor Mouse came creeping,

Creeping to her bed;
Lanced her gums and felt her pulse,

Whispered she was dead.

Chorus. Very sly, very sly,
The real old cat
Open kept her weather eye;
Mouse, beware of that!

Old Mother Tabbyskins,

Saying, "Serves him right,"

Gobbled up the doctor, with
Infinite delight.

Chorus. Very fast, very fast,
Very pleasant, too;
"What a pity it can't last!
Bring another, do."

Doctor Dog comes running,

Just to see her begs;
Bound his neck a comforter,

Trowsers on his legs.

Chorus. Very grand, very grand! Golden-headed cane Swinging gaily from his hand, Mischief in his brain.

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