Tabby Grey

I am a little kitty, my name is Tabby Grey;

My home is in the country, just twenty miles away.

My eyes are bright as hazel, my fur as soft as silk;

I'm fed each night and morning, with a saucer full of milk.

The milk comes fresh and foaming, right from the good old cow,

And after I have lapped it, I frolic, you know how;

I'm petted by the children, the mistress of the house,

And sometimes, when I'm nimble, I catch a little mouse.