Two Kittys.
Reading edition
What a big pussy-cat, Lapping up the milk, Does it say Mew, Mew, As other kits do? Has it fur soft as silk? And furry paws to pat? What does Miss Milly think To see her milk gone? Shall we say Scat! Scat! To this great big cat? Shall we give it a bone Instead of milk to drink? You’re not a really cat? So I see, my dear, With your curly pate, And your name’s Kit-Kate? I thought ’twas very queer, That cats grew big as that. Don’t be a kitty-cat, My little Kit-Kate, Else, may be, you know, Your whiskers might grow. Upon my word, I’d hate To hear you say Pstiss! Spat!
