Would you know what I am making? I am boiling warm beer with butter, Will you be my guest for supper?' 'No, thank you, miss,' said the fox, 'what is Mrs Fox doing?' The maid replied: 'She is sitting in her room, Moaning in her gloom, Weeping her little eyes quite red, Because old Mr Fox is dead.' 'Do just tell her, miss, that a young fox is here, who would like to woo her.' 'Certainly, young sir.' The cat goes up the stairs trip, trap, The door she knocks at tap, tap, tap,
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