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Can you continue this poem for me?
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Sure, a continuation for this poem could be:
  _London  FREDERICK WARNE & CO. LTD.  New York_
Three blind mice,
Three blind mice,
Three blind mice,
See how they run!
See how they run!
See how they run!
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
who cut off their tails with a carving knife,
Did you ever see such a sight in your life
As three blind mice?
_Twice through and finish at pause._]
of ye
F. WARNE & Co. Ltd.
"They made up their minds to set out to roam"]
of ye
Pined for some fun
Pined for some fun
Pined for some fun
They made up their minds to set out to roam;
Said they, "'Tis dull to remain at home,"
And all the luggage they took was a comb,
These three Small Mice
"Good evening, Host, can you give us a bed?"
But the Host he grinned and he shook his head;
So they all slept out in a field instead,
These three Bold Mice.
Woke up next morn
Woke up next morn
Woke up next morn
They each had a cold and a swollen face,
Through sleeping all night in an open space;
So they rose quite early and left the place,
These three Cold Mice.
Searched for some food
Searched for some food
Searched for some food
But all they found was a walnut shell
That lay by the side of a dried-up well;
Who had eaten the nut they could not tell,
These three Hungry Mice.
The Farmer was eating some bread and cheese;
So they all went down on their hands and knees,
And squeaked, "Pray, give us a morsel, please,"
These three Starved Mice.
Ate all they could
Ate all they could
Ate all they could
They felt so happy they danced with glee;
But the Farmer's Wife came in to see
What might this merry-making be
Of three Glad Mice.
Soon changed their tone
Soon changed their tone
Soon changed their tone
The Farmer's Wife said, "What are you at,
And why were you capering round like that?
Just wait a minute: I'll fetch the Cat"
Oh dear! Poor Mice.
Ran for their lives
Ran for their lives
Ran for their lives
They jumped out on to the window ledge;
The mention of "Cat" set their teeth on edge;
So they hid themselves in the bramble hedge,
These three Scared Mice.
What could they do?
What could they do?
What could they do?
The bramble hedge was most unkind:
It scratched their eyes and made them blind,
And soon each Mouse went out of his mind,
These three Sad Mice.
See how they run
See how they run
See how they run
They all ran after the Farmer's Wife,
Who cut off their tails with the carving knife.
Did you ever see such a sight in your life
As three Blind Mice?
"This smells like a Chemist's"]
Gave way to tears
Gave way to tears
Gave way to tears
They could not see and they had no end;
They sought a Chemist and found a Friend
He gave them some "Never too late to mend,"
Rubbed rubbed away
Rubbed rubbed away
Rubbed rubbed away
And soon their tails began to grow,
And their eyes recovered their sight, you know;
They looked in the glass and it told them so.
These three Wise Mice.
Soon settled down
Soon settled down
Soon settled down
The name of their house I cannot tell,
But they've learnt a trade and are doing well.
If you call upon them, ring the bell
Three times twice.
_Reduced illustration from "Johnny Crow's Party"_]
with Drawings by
and other Old Fairy Stories
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And all the luggage they took was a comb,
These three Small Mice