With her little lap-lap;
Then wiping her whiskers,
Lies down for a nap.
My kitty is gentle,
She loves me right well,
And how funny at playing
No language can tell.
Now under the sofa,
Now under the table,
She laughs and says, “Catch me!”
With her little lap-lap;
Then wiping her whiskers,
Lies down for a nap.
My kitty is gentle,
She loves me right well,
And how funny at playing
No language can tell.
Now under the sofa,
Now under the table,
She laughs and says, “Catch me!”