Good And Bad Kittens

Kittens, you are very little, And your kitten bones are brittle, If you’d grow to Cats respected, See your play be not neglected. Smite the Sudden Spool, and spring Upon the Swift Elusive String, Thus you learn to catch the wary Mister Mouse or Miss Canary. That is how in Foreign Places Fluffy Cubs with Kitten faces, Where the mango waves sedately, Grow to Lions large and stately. But the Kittencats who snatch Rudely for their food, or scratch, Grow to Tomcats gaunt and gory,— Theirs is quite another story. Cats like these are put away By the dread S. P. C. A., Or to trusting Aunts and Sisters Sold as Sable Muffs and Wristers.