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The White Kitten My little white kitten's Asleep on my knee; As white as snow Or the lily is she; She wakes up with a purr When I stroke her soft fur; Was there ever another White kitten like her? My little white kitten Now wants to go out And frolic, with no one To watch her about: "Little kitten," I say, "Just an hour you may stay; And be careful in choosing Your places to play." But night has come down, And I hear a loud "mew"; I open the door, and my Kitten comes through; My white kitten! ah me! Oh! can it be she— This sad looking beggar-like Cat that I see? What ugly grey marks On her side and her back! Her nose, once as pink As a rosebud, is black! Oh! I very well know, Though she does not say so, She has been where white kittens Ought never to go. If little good children Would wish to do right, If little white kittens Would keep themselves white, It is needful that they In their houses should stay, Or be careful in choosing Their places to play. |
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Kitty Pretty little Kitty Sat upon a stile, Sang a little ditty To herself for a while, Watching how the sparrows— Seeking grain to eat— Dart about like arrows In among the wheat. Pretty little Kitty Liked the birds to see! Though it was a pity They were wild and free. So she stopped her singing— Left the stile forlorn; And went gaily springing In among the corn. Pretty little Kitty Fond of country things, Cares not for the city Where no birdie sings. |
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Naughty Pussy "Oh, for shame, Baby Cat, Mother's pet Her cupboard at. "With a spoon Eating Jam Quite ashamed Of you I am. "If she comes And catches you You'll be punished Rightly too. "She will send you Straight to bed, With for supper Plain dry bread." |
