Pitter-patter, pitter-patter pads the sound of teeny tiny tripping trapping
Tumbling, twirling, twisting, curling, little-little feet a-dancing
It’s not the children, oh my, oh no, not the children never they
They’re gone forever, flapped their feet and flew away
No, no, no, ‘tis just the scritch-scritch-scratch and rat-ta-tat-tat of rats’ attack
The squeak-squeak crack and mew meow me of cats with mice between their teeth
And all is meet and all is neat, and all the neat meat snaps and sizzles on the heat
Flicker, flicker fire flame, flitter-flutter fairy’s game, find the children let them play
But they’re not there, they’ve gone astray
Peter Peter Pied Pan-Piper has never-nevered them away
The Rookery 