“Poor puss, and wast thou to death squeezed
Beneath the weighty pile?
How must thy life have been outsneezed
The agonizing while!
And, pussy, didst thou found it hard
To part from kittens young?
For if thou’dst not a feeling heart,
Thou hadst a feline one.
Now, pussy, since thou art up-used,
From door thee I’ll outthrow,