  When Jacky drown'd our poor cat Tib, He told a very naughty fib, And said he had not drown'd her; But truth is always soon found out— No one but Jack had been about The place where Thomas found her. And Thomas saw him with the cat (Though Jacky did not know of that), And told papa the trick; He saw him take a slender string And round poor Pussy's neck then swing A very heavy brick. His parents being very sad To find they had a boy so bad, To say what was not true, Determined to correct him then; And never was he known again Such naughty things to do. |
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