The First Friend
Pussy can sit by the fire and sing,
Pussy can climb a tree,
Or play with a silly old cork and string
To 'muse herself, not me.
But I like Binkie, my dog, because
He knows how to behave;
So, Binkie's the same as the First Friend was
And I am the Man in the Cave.
Pussy will play Man-Friday till
It's time to wet her paw
And make her walk on the window sill
(For the footprint Crusoe saw);
Then she flittles her tail and mews,
And scratches and won't attend.
But Binkie will play whatever I choose,
And he is my true First Friend.
Pussy will rub my knees with her head,
Pretending she loves me hard;
But the very minute I go to bed
Pussy runs out in the yard,
And there she stays till the morning light;
So I know it is only pretend;
But Binkie, he snores at my feet all night.
And he is my First Friend!
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