Vachel Lindsay (Вэчел Линдсей)

A Dirge for a Righteous Kitten

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.
Here lies a kitten good, who kept
A kitten’s proper place.
He stole no pantry eatables,
Nor scratched the baby’s face.
He let the alley-cats alone.
He had no yowling vice.
His shirt was always laundried well,
He freed the house of mice.
Until his death he had not caused
His little mistress tears,
He wore his ribbon prettily,
He washed behind his ears.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.

1. With a Bouquet of Twelve Roses
2. When Bryan Speaks
3. What the Gray-Winged Fairy Said
4. The Drunkards in the Street
5. What the Sexton Said

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