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The Little Brown Mouse

 
Oh, the liquor was spilt on the bar room floor 
And the bar was closed for the night 
And the little brown mouse came out of his hole 
And sat in the clear moonlight 

Oh he lapped up the liquor on the bar room floor 
And on his haunches he sat 
And all night long you could hear him ROAR... 
"Bring on the puddy-tat!" 

Oh the cat came out about half past two 
And ate up the little brown mouse 
And the moral of the story is..... 
Never take a drink on the house! Hic! Meow!