Quoth a cat to me once: “Pray relieve
My suspense. What does eight from nine leave?”
Poor puss looked so cold
And so thin and so old,
I replied, “Quite a few, I believe.”
[Oliver Herford in The Century Magazine. Vol. LXXXV, December 1912, no. 2, p. 322.]
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Said a cow, “It has long been my dream,
A sort of utopian scheme,
To leave, when I die,
Enough milk to supply
A home for poor kittens — with cream.”
[Oliver Herford in The Century Magazine. Vol. LXXXV, December 1912, no. 2, p. 321.]
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