Pet Poem

Now I lay me down to sleep

My humans' bed is soft and deep

I sleep right in the center groove

My human beings can hardly move!

I've trapped their legs, they're tucked in tight

And here is where I pass the night

Cat`s poem

The Kitten And The Falling Leaves

That way look, my infant, lo!
What a pretty baby-show!
See the kitten on the wall,
sporting with the leaves that fall.
Withered leaves - one - two and three
from the lofty elder tree.