My Mystical Cat
This is my chair.
Go away and sit somewhere else.
This one is all my own.
It is the only thing in the store that I
possess and insist upon possessing.
Everything else therein is yours.
My dish,
My toys,
My basket,
My birds and tissue paper;
You provided them for me.
This chair I selected for myself.
I like it,
It suits me.
You have the bench and rocker.
I don't go and sit on them do I?
Then why cannot you leave me mine,
And let us have no further argument?
[Slightly edited to fit Mr.
Spencer]
Paul Gallico, author
