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Cats
Cats sleep, anywhere,
Any table, any chair
Top of piano,
window-ledge,
In the middle, on the edge,
Open drawer, empty shoe,
Anybody's lap will do,
Fitted in a cardboard box,
In the cupboard, with your frocks-
Anywhere!
They don't care!
Cats sleep anywhere.
-- Elanor Farjeon
(1881-1965)
from The Kitten and The Falling Leaves
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... See the
Kitten on the Wall, Sporting with the leaves
that fall,
Withered leaves--one--two--and three, From the
lofty Elder-tree!
Through the calm and frosty air, Of this
morning bright and fair...
--But the Kitten, how she starts; Crouches,
stretches, paws, & darts!
First at one,
and then its fellow, Just as light and just as
yellow;
There are many now--now one--Now they stop and
there are none;
What intenseness of desire, In her upward eye
of fire!
With a
tiger-leap half way, Now she meets the coming
prey,
Lets it go as fast, and then, Has it in her
power again:
Now she works with three or four, Like an
Indian Conjuror;
Quick as he in feats of art, Far beyond in joy
of heart ...
--William
Wordsworth (1770-1850)
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Catalogue
Cats sleep fat and walk
thin.
Cats, when they sleep,
slump; When they walk, pull in--
And where the plump's been, there's skin.
Cats walk thin.
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Cats wait in a lump. Jump in
a streak.
Cats, when they jump, are sleek
As a grape slipping its skin--They have
technique.
Oh, cats don't creak. They sneak.
Cats sleep fat.
They spread comfort beneath
them Like a good mat,
As if they picked the place And then sat.
You walk around one As if he were the City
Hall after that.
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If male, A cat is apt
to sing upon a major scale:
This concert is for everybody, this Is
wholesale.
For a baton, he wields a
tail.
(He is also found, When happy, to resound
With an enclosed and private sound.)
A cat condenses.
He pulls in his tail to go
under bridges,
And himself to go under fences. Cats fit in
any size box or kit;
And if a large pumpkin grew under one, He
could arch over it.
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When everyone else is
just ready to go out,
The cat is just ready to come in.
He's not where he's been.
Cats sleep fat and walk
thin.
--Rosalie Moore (B.
1910)
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Last updated: July 19, 2000
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