Nipping the Pussy Cat's Feet In Fun by Stevie Smith poem

Oh Mr. Pussy-cat,
My, you are sweet!
How do you get about so much
On those tiny feet?
Nip, Nip; miaou, miaou,
Tiny little feet,
Nip nip, pussy-cat
My, you are sweet!

 

Cat by Mary Britton Miller poem

The black cat yawns,
Opens her jaws,
Stretches her legs,
And shows her claws.

Then she gets up
And stands on four
Long stiff legs
And yawns some more.

She shows her sharp teeth,
She stretches her lip,
Her slice of a tongue
Turns up at the tip.

Lifting herself
On her delicate toes,
She arches her back
As high as it goes.

She lets herself down
With particular care,
And pads away
With her tail in the air.

 

Three Tabbies by Kate Greenaway Cat poem

Three tabbies took out their cats to tea,

As well-behaved tabbies as well could be:

Each sat in the chair that each preferred,

They mewed for their milk, and they sipped and purred.

Now tell me this (as these cats you've seen them)—

How many lives had these cats between them?

 

At Night by Aileen Fisher Cat poem

When night is dark

my cat is wise

to light the lanterns

in his eyes.

 

A Serious Question by Carolyn Wells Cat poem

A kitten went a-walking
One morning in July,
And idly fell a-talking
With a great big butterfly.

The kitten’s tone was airy,
The butterfly would scoff;
When there came along a fairy
Who whisked his wings right off.

And then—for it is written
Fairies can do such things—
Upon the startled kitten
She stuck the yellow wings.

The kitten felt a quiver,
She rose into the air,
Then flew down to the river
To view her image there.

With fear her heart was smitten,
And she began to cry,
“Am I a butter-kitten?
Or just a kitten-fly?”