Now Puss had a doll
That Dame Trot bought to please her,
And gave it the beautiful
Name of Louisa
And when Kitty was lonesome
Or wanted to play,
She'd cry for Loo! Loo!
In a comical way.
The dolly was petted,
Was kissed and caressed,
Though often quite roughly
It must be confessed
And so pleased was Miss Puss
With Louisa's fair charms,
She took her cat's meat,
With the doll in her arms
[Illustration: Pussy and Doggy Fighting for Dolly.]