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Down he flew, and Kitty seized him

Before he'd time to blink

"Oh," he cried, "I'm sorry,

But I didn't think."

Now, my little children,

You who read this song,

Don't you see what trouble

Comes of thinking wrong?

And can't you take a warning

From their dreadful fate,

Who began their thinking

When it was too late?

Don't think there's always safety

Where no danger shows,

Don't suppose you know more

Than anybody knows;

But when you're warned of ruin,

Pause upon the brink,

And don't go under headlong

'Cause you didn't Think.

(Phœbe Cary.)