Their faces were wreathed with complacent smiles,
For they were about to “do it brown.”
And men may growl and women may weep,
But nobody gets him a wink of sleep
For pussy-cats’ caterwauling.
There were three parties who yearned for sleep,
Who yearned for sleep as the sun went down,
They used expressions “not loud but deep,”
At pussies’ commencing to “do it brown.”
For men may growl and women may weep,