I have a cat,
Her name is Tit,
And by the fire
She loves to sit.From off the rug,
She scarce will stir,
But there will lie,
All day and purr…Each day I bring
Her dish of milk,
And smooth her coat
That shines like silk.And on my knee,
She oft will sit,
For Tit loves me,
And I love Tit!
