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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!