By Tere Orobitg

Pretty Ritty lives in a beautiful house. She is sweeping the stairs.

... A hat?... A dress? No,

Doggo comes. He's in love. "Pretty Ritty marry me" says Doggo. Can you sing a song for me?" She says. "Yes, listen. Woof, woof, woof!" Oh, no! I don't like your voice!" Poor Doggo. Off he goes.

'Pretty Ritty marry me,' says Donko. 'Well, well let me see.

'Yes, listen. Hee-haw, hee-haw!' But Pretty Ritty says: 'Oh, no! I don't like your voice!'

Pretty Ritty's at the door. Cocko comes. He's in love. 'Pretty Ritty marry me,' says Cocko. Can you sing a song for me?‘ 'Yes, listen. Cock-a-doodle-doo! 'Oh, no! I don't like your voice!‘ Poor Cocko. Off he goes.

Catto comes. He's in love. 'Pretty Ritty marry me,' says the cat. 'Well, well let me see. Can you sing a song for me?'

Miaow, Miaow, Miaow !

But the cat's hungry. Mmmmmm! He is a cat. Ritty's there and she is a rat. Off he jumps and off she runs. 'I like your voice but you are bad. Heeeeeelp!' PC: Edició Grupo Eider 88