READING PUSSY A LESSON.
O PUSSY, will you tell me why
At all the pretty birds you fly?
The little birds that sing so sweet
You surely would not catch and eat!
For you are ever kindly fed,
Each day with nicest milk and bread,
And always at my dinner, too,
I save a lovely bit for you.
At night you sleep so warm and snug
Before the fire upon the rug,
While little birds (as I've been told)
Have often perished with the cold.
All in the bitter frost and snow,
They fly so cheerless to and fro,
And scarcely ever dare to come
And see if we can spare a crumb.
So, pussy dear, attend to me;
And never, never cruel be;
Oh, do not harm the weak and small,
For that's not being good at all.
My dear mamma, so kind and true,
Has often said that we should do
To others as we wish that they
Would do to us from day to day.