A Garden Party for Three.
Up in an apple-tree corner sat,
A little girl and a pussy-cat.
Just as cosy as they could wish,
Eating out of a china dish.
Close beside them a big black crow.
Saucy and thievish he was, you know—
Came and perched, saying “o dear me!
What a nice garden party for three!”
The little girl had enough to eat;
The cat and the crow had a royal treat;
And some other day in the apple-tree
There’ll be a nice garden party for three!