: Punky Dunk and the Gold Fish by Anonymous - Children's poetry; Kittens Juvenile poetry; Goldfish Juvenile poetry Children's Picture Books

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PUNKY DUNK AND THE GOLD FISH

THIS LITTLE STORY IS TOLD AND THE LITTLE PICTURES WERE DRAWN FOR A GOOD LITTLE CHILD NAMED

Published in the Shop of P.F. VOLLAND & CO. CHICAGO

Punky Dunk, so fat, was a black and white cat Of exceedingly tender years. He had black on his nose and the tips of his toes, On the end of his tail and his ears.

He cast his lot in a very soft spot For his bed was a box full of straw, And he slept all night with his eyes shut tight And his little black nose on his paw.

Punky Dunk would peep, though he seemed asleep, At the bird in its cage of brass, And his tail he swayed when the gold fish played In their clear little bowl of glass.

So he winked his eye and he heaved a sigh, And he said: "I really think That it would be grand to jump on that stand And see how the fishes drink."

The fish globe round he reached with a bound And stood with his paws on the rim Looking in with an air that was certain to scare The fish as they looked at him.

And Punky Dunk howled and Punky Dunk yowled And Punky Dunk fell to the floor, And he bristled and spat like a terrified cat As he fled through the dining room door.

In the big glass bowl, when the waves ceased to roll All the little gold fish were so glad That each wiggled his fins as he said through his grins: "That's the most fun we ever have had."

Now Punky Dunk lies on the floor and he sighs: "It is best for a cat to be good, For I cannot forget how I got my coat wet When I didn't do just as I should."

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