Author Anonymous A cat came fiddling out of a barn, With a pair of bagpipes under her arm, She could sing nothing but “Fiddle-de-de. The mouse has married the bumble bee.” Pipe, cat—dance, mouse— We'll have a wedding at our good house. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments