Meeooow!

I have a lovely pussycat,

Who'd love to curl-up on your lap;

And if you stroke her velvet fur,

My lovely pussy cat will purr.

Purrrrr!

It's not that she'd accept bon-homme

From any rude or vulgar Tom;

And certainly she'd turn down flat,

Advances from some alley-cat.

Meeooow!

But in the Boudoir's perfumed air,

She broods upon some deep affair;

Then slumbers on the feather bed,

Her loosened limbs divinely spread.

Purrrrr!

And when she wakes, my pussycat

Is such an agile acrobat;

She'll stalk whatever flies or crawls,

And loves to play with fluffy balls.

Meeooow!

But let your touch be warm and fond,

My pussycat will soon respond;

And she'll not think it so remiss

If you adore her with a kiss.

Purrrrr!

And then my sweet, young pussycat

Will curl about and warm your lap;

And as you please and pamper her,

Oh, how my pussycat will purr!

Meeooow!

Purrrrr!