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THE DEAD PUSSY CAT [OR KITTEN], by                    
First Line: You's as stiff an' as cold as a stone
Last Line: And forget all de kicks of de town
Subject(s): Animal Rights;animals;cats;cold;death;grief; "animal Abuse;vivisection;dead, The;sorrow;sadness;

YOU'S as stiff an' as cold as a stone,
Little cat!
Dey's done frowed out and left you alone,
Little cat!
I'se a-strokin' you' fur,
But you don't never purr,
Nor hump up anywhere,
Little cat —
W'y is dat?
Is you's purrin' and humpin' up done?

An' w'y fer is you's little foot tied,
Little cat?
Did dey pisen you's tummick inside,
Little cat?
Did dey pound you wif bricks,
Or wif big nasty sticks,
Or abuse you wif kicks,
Little cat?
Tell me dat,
Did they holler w'enever you cwied?

Did it hurt werry bad w'en you died,
Little cat?
Oh! W'y didn't you wun off and hide,
Little cat?
Tink of dat!
I is wet in my eyes —
'Cause I almost always cwies
When a pussy cat dies,
Little cat,
An' I's awfully solly besides!

Dest lay still dere down in de sof' gwown',
Little cat,
W'ile I tucks de gween gwass all awoun',
Little cat,
Dey can't hurt you no more
W'en you's tired an' so sore —
Dest sleep twiet, you pore
Little cat,
Wif a pat,
And forget all de kicks of de town.

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