Frederick Locker-Lampson (Фредерик Локер-Лэмпсон)
Loulou and Her Cat
GOOD pastry is vended In Cité Fadette; Maison Pons can make splendid Brioche and galette. M'sieu Pons is so fat that He's laid on the shelf; Madame had a Cat, that Was fat as herself. Long hair, soft as satin, A musical purr, 'Gainst the window she'd flatten Her delicate fur. I drove Lou to see what Our neighbours were at, In rapture, cried she, "What An exquisite cat!" "What whiskers! She's purring All over. Regale Our eyes, Puss, by stirring Thy feathery tail! "M'sieu Pons, will you sell her?" "Ma femme est sortie, Your offer I'll tell her; But will she?" says he. Yet Pons was persuaded To part with the prize: (Our bargain was aided, My Lou, by your eyes!) From his légitime save him, -- My spouse I prefer, For I warrant his gave him Un mauvais quart d'heure. I am giving a pleasant Grimalkin to Lou, --Ah, Puss, what a present I'm giving to you!
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