Pussy cat, Pussy cat where have
you been? I've been to London to
look at the Queen. Pussy cat,
Pussy cat, what did you there?
I frightened a mouse under a chair.
The mice consult how to preserve their
fate by timely notice of th' approaching
cat. We'll hang a bell about her neck,
cried one; a third replied- but who shall
put it on? Moral: Good council is easy
given but the effect oft renders it uneasy