THEN up came the greyhounds, and pug Number Two,
Though dissatisfied, felt that he could not ask more.
“But where are the rabbits?” said One with a groan.
“And what has become of my pussies?” whined Four.

Well, the pussies were last, for they would not begin
With the others, but stayed to catch mice and to play;
And the rabbits rode off with the food to the woods,
So nobody got any dinner that day.