Give a man health and a course to steer, and he'll never stop to trouble about whether he's happy or not.
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But catnip she would eat, and purr,
But catnip she would eat, and purr.
And goldfish she did much prefer--
Mew, mew, mew.
~ Vachel Lindsay ~
Pussy sits beside the fire. How can she be fair?
In walks a little doggy, "Pussy, are you there?"
~ Mother Goose nursery rhyme ~
A cat came fiddling out of a barn.
With a pair of bag-pipes under her arm:
She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee,
The mouse has married the bumble-bee;
Pipe, cat—dance, mouse,
We'll have a wedding at our good house.
~ Mother Goose ~