WHAT PUSS THINKS.
Reading edition
PRAY tell me why a heartless pup Should care to worry me— A gentle, peaceful pussy cat— And chase me up a tree? The pup cannot be angry; why, His eyes are bright with fun; And yet, ah me! with all my heart I wish I had a gun! Then I would bang his wagging tail, And laugh to hear him howl, Just as he barks with glee at me, While I can only growl. “But how about the mouse?” you ask. Oh, well, of course I do Catch mice, and tease them, too, a bit; But, really, wouldn’t you?