It sits upon the fender,
And every time a mouse it gets
It shouts out "No Surrender!"
He left it by the fireside
Whene'er he went away
On his return he always found
It singing "Dolly's Brae"
The traitors grew indignant
At hearing such a noise
But Carson made the cat sit up
And sing the "Protestant Boys"
The traitors then decided
To hang it with a rope
But every time they tried the rope
It yelled "Hell roast the Pope!"
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