THE LOST KITTEN.
She has wandered away, my dear little gray kitty ; She’s lost in the night in this lonely, great city. My heart is near breaking with grief and with pity. Please help me to find her, pray 1
She came from the country, a poor little stranger, O’er all the home fields, such a gay little ranger ! What knew the poor pet of the town and its danger ? Please help me to find her, pray !
Out in the streets there are dogs to chase her, Cruel boys to affright and race her, Nobody ready to gently place her. Help me to find her, pray !
Oh, there’s a policeman with a kitty, Found on his beat in the cold, white city ; He has a heart that is full of pity. Thankyou, kind man, to-day !
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume X, Issue 7, 18 February 1893, Page 167
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135THE LOST KITTEN. New Zealand Graphic, Volume X, Issue 7, 18 February 1893, Page 167
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