Anonymous

“ Jumped up to fawn on her,—and down came the cat,
And crushed in her tumble, her feather, and hat.
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"Oh, Puss!" said Dame Trot, "what a very sad mess
You'd best have remained in your natural dress;
The graces which nature so kindly bestows,
Are more often hid than improved by fine clothes." ”

“ DAME TROT AND HER CAT. By Anonymous
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Original Dame Trot once went to a neighboring fair,
And what do you think that she bought herself there?
A Pussy! the prettiest ever was seen;
No cat was so gentle, so clever, and clean.
Each dear little paw was as black as a sloe,
The rest of her fur was as white as the snow;
Her eyes were bright green, and her sweet little face
Was pretty and meek, full of innocent grace.
Dame Trot hurried home with this beautiful cat ”

“ The Dame, very pleased, to her breakfast sat down;
While Puss by her side on an arm-chair sat up,
And lapp'd her warm milk from a nice china cup.
Now Spot, the old house-dog, looked on in amaze,
He'd never been used to such queer cattish ways ”