The Mysterious Cat

L. Gruenberg

I saw a proud, mysterious cat,

Too proud to catch a mouse or rat --

Mew, mew, mew.

But catnip she would eat, and purr.

And goldfish she did much prefer --

Mew, mew, mew.

I saw a cat -- 'twas but a dream,

Who scorned the slave that brought her cream --

Mew, mew, mew.

(Unless the slave were dressed in style,

And knelt before her all the while --

Mew, mew, mew.)

Did you ever hear of a thing like that?

Oh, what a proud mysterious cat.

Mew... mew... mew.