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Kit has not a sister, Nor has she a brother; And she is the darling Of Tibby, her mother.

She stands there and purrs With motherly pride, While dear little kitty Is close by her side.

T'is pleasant to watch them— Now they are at play, With a round ball between them Just rolling away.

If puss could not play 'Twould be a great pity; 'Tis only one year Since she was a kitty.

How funny it seems, That she is a mother; 'Tis only one year Since she and her brother

Were found in the stable One warm summer day,