346 KITTY S CAT AND MINE.
Kitty s cat has sunny corners, Woolly rugs where she may lie ;
But no sunshine lights my window, Nor a carpet soft have I.
Kitty s cat has dainty messes, Food and drink, without a care ;
My poor Tricksy lives by mousing Up and down and everywhere.
Kitty s self wears pretty dresses, Lives a careless lady fine
Might, like gorgeous Cleopatra, Drink up jewels in her wine.
I grow weary, stitching always Always, for my life, you see ;
Attic-room and counted cinders Make up all of life to me
Except for Tricksy. Can you wonder I am glad at night to know
Something I should say somebody Waits for me, and tells me so ?
So I bear no grudge to Kitty For the sunshine she has kept,
While about me, closing darker, Shadows still have closer crept.
But I wish I had a ribbon, Quarts of milk, and woolly mat
For old Tricksy; so I m jealous, After all, of Kitty s cat.
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