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"Where is my little basket gone? Said Charlie boy one day. "I guess some little boy or girl Has taken it away. "And kitty, too, I can't find her. Oh, dear, what shall I do? I wish I could my basket find, And little kitty, too. "I'll go to mother's room and look; Perhaps she may be there, For kitty loves to take a nap In mother's easy-chair. "O mother! mother! come and look! See what a little heap! My kitty's in the basket here, All cuddled down to sleep." He took the basket carefully, And brought it in a minute, And showed it to his mother dear, With little kitty in it. |