The Mysterious Cat by Vachel Lindsay

I saw a proud, mysterious cat, I saw a proud, mysterious cat Too proud to catch a mouse or rat— Mew, mew, mew.

But catnip she would eat, and purr, But catnip she would eat, and purr. And goldfish she did much prefer— Mew, mew, mew.

I saw a cat—’twas but a dream, I saw a cat—’twas but a dream Who scorned the slave that brought her cream— Mew, mew, mew.

Unless the slave were dressed in style, Unless the slave were dressed in style And knelt before her all the while— Mew, mew, mew.

Did you ever hear of a thing like that? Did you ever hear of a thing like that? Did you ever hear of a thing like that? Oh, what a proud mysterious cat. Oh, what a proud mysterious cat. Oh, what a proud mysterious cat. Mew… mew… mew.