Classic Poem

A homeless little kitten
Came to the door one day,
“I'm cold and starved, oh, let me in!”
Its sad cries seemed to say.

I took it up and shut the door
Upon the bitter storm,
And put the little shiv'ring thing
Before the fire to warm.

I gave it milk to drink, and smoothed
Its pretty, soft gray fur,
“Poor pussy, stay with me,” I said.
It answered with a purr.

And ever since that winter day
I have so happy been;
I gained a merry playmate when
I let my pussy in.