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THE PUSSIES

It was a glad spring morning.
Some little pussies were out playing.
They were playing beside the old willow tree.
Two little birds were in the tree.
They were singing a glad song.
They were singing, “Spring is come!
Be glad! Be glad! Be glad!”
It was a sweet, sweet song.
It made the boys and girls glad.
But do you think it made the pussies glad?
Little cared they for the sweet song!
They said, “Now we have found some breakfast.
We will get the little birds.”
Up into the tree they jumped.
They ran from bough to bough.
The little birds saw them.
They flew away.
“We can have no breakfast here,” said the pussies.
“We must look for some other birds.
We will jump to the ground.”
But what do you think!
They could not get away.
They were growing fast to the tree!
They were no longer pussies.
They were pussy willows!