Dame Trot and Her Cat

by Anonymous

Went up stairs to take off her cloak and her hat;

And when she came down was astonished to see

That Pussy was busy preparing the tea.

"Oh, what a strange cat! thought poor little Dame Trot,

"She'll break my best china and upset the pot;"

But no harm befel them—the velvety paws

Were quite sure; the Dame for alarm had no cause.