Pussycat High, Pussycat Low

Pussycat high, Pussycat low,
Pussycat was a fine teazer of tow.

Pussycat she came into the barn,
With her bag-pipes under her arm.

And then she told a tale to me,
How Mousey had married a humble bee.

Then was I ever so glad,
That Mousey had married so clever a lad.