A love song

If I was your indoor cat

Ohhh, if I was your indoor cat,
Lazy, spoiled, big and fat,
I would live for your next pat.
How I've dreamed and purred for that!


And if I was your bedroom mirror,
I should never think it queer
If you danced in your brazier,
Blew a kiss and called me "Dear."


For if I was that favorite kind,
Of ice cream you can never find,
I would leave the cold behind.
Kiss me, taste me... never mind.