Only one word has Tabby,
Only one word has she,
For breakfast and dinner and supper,
And in between dinner and tea.
"Me-ow" stands for milk and for pudding,
"Me-ow" stands for fish and for meat,
"Me-ow" as she waits on the carpet,
And pats with her two little feet.
"Me-ow" for the mouse in the cupboard,
"Me-ow" for the sparrow outside,
"Me-ow" for the bed warm and cosy,
And everything comfy beside.
Only one word has Tabby,
Think, little children, of that.
You'd never be bothered with grammar
If you were a nice little cat!
Estella
Estella is as good as gold—
She always does as she is told—
Her pinafore is always clean,
Her shoes the shiniest I've seen.
Her nose is straight, so is her hair,
She's not untidy anywhere,
And if she knocks against me, she
Bows low and whispers, "Pardon me."
Her lessons they are always done
Before she has her play and fun;
And everything is put away—
Estella says it's part of play.
She hates to play and make a noise:
She says that we are girls, not boys.
She will not even ride a bike—
You see, it's so unladylike.
And when she comes to Sunday tea
She never eats as much as me;
She says it is an ugly sight
To see a vulgar appetite.