We lived beneath the mat, Warm and snug and fat. But one woe, and that Was the cat! To our joys a clog. In our eyes a fog. On our hearts a log Was the dog! When the cat's away, Then the mice will play. But alas! one day; (So, they say) Came the dog and cat Hunting for a rat, Crushed the mice all flat, Each one as he sat, Underneath the mat, Warm and snug and fat. Think of that! " -- Lewis Carroll, draft manuscript of Alice in Wonderland.