GOOD pastry is vended
In Cit? Fadette;
Maison Pons can make splendid
Brioche and galette.
M’sieu Pons is so fat that
He’s laid on the shelf;
Madame had a Cat, that
Was fat as herself.
Long hair, soft as satin,
A musical purr,
‘Gainst the window she’d flatten
Her delicate fur.
I drove Lou to see what
Our neighbours were at,
In rapture, cried she, “What
An exquisite cat!”
“What whiskers! She’s purring
All over. Regale
Our eyes, Puss, by stirring
Thy feathery tail!
“M’sieu Pons, will you sell her?”
“Ma femme est sortie,
Your offer I’ll tell her;
But will she?” says he.
Yet Pons was persuaded
To part with the prize:
(Our bargain was aided,
My Lou, by your eyes!)
From his l?gitime save him, —
My spouse I prefer,
For I warrant his gave him
Un mauvais quart d’heure.
I am giving a pleasant
Grimalkin to Lou,
–Ah, Puss, what a present
I’m giving to you!
(Frederick Locker-Lampson)
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