Take a soft, large milky haze",
Then she stamps her claws or lifts her ears,
Or twists her tail and begins to stir,
Milk for the Cat
When the tea is brought at five o'clock,
And all the neat curtains are drawn' with care,
The little black cat with bright green eyes
Is suddenly purring there,
At first she pretends, having nothing to do,
She has come in merely to blink? by the grate",
But
, though tea may be late or the milk may be sour,
She is never late.
And presently her agate eyes
at
And her independent casual glance
Becomes a stiff, hard gaze.
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