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THE LITTLE GREY CAT.

I passed it once and went back again, In the bitter wind and drizzling rain. For I couldn't bear to see it there, The little grey cat on Civic Square. One ear was torn and it's mangy fur Was harsh to touch, yet it tried to purr, And rubbed itself on my foot as tho' It had known and loved me years ago v But time was short and much to do, A tram was coming, and as I flew, Over my shoulder I saw it pass, A patch of grey on the sodden grass. An now when I'm warmly tucked in bed, 'Neath the eiderdown with my prayers all said, I seem to see it sitting there, By tho hoarding site on Civic Square. And I'd give the world for the chance

again, To snatch it out of the drizzling ram. And give it petting, a home and earo, The little grey cat on Civic Square. —By Ruthyn.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIV, Issue 19833, 31 December 1927, Page 4 (Supplement)

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THE LITTLE GREY CAT. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIV, Issue 19833, 31 December 1927, Page 4 (Supplement)

THE LITTLE GREY CAT. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIV, Issue 19833, 31 December 1927, Page 4 (Supplement)