A doggie lay upon a mat,
And as on it he lay,
A little puss came up to him
And said, “Oh! come away.
The sun is shining brightly
And everything looks gay.”
Said Doggie, “Yes, I'll come with you
And take a holiday.”
Then said he, as they strolled about,
“It is the first of May.”
Said Puss, “Of that I knew before,
Have you nothing else to say?”
Poor Doggie then offended was,
He wished her a good day,
He turned upon his heel and went
And walked another way.