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.