Mastodawn

Figgy comes to see me
Sum biskits he den make
As he purrs all kwiet
He still gets me awake

I wach him and I weach
I tuch him on da paw
He turns awound beside me
And kurls up in a ball

It alreddy be one year
Sints Figgy firs be found
Teeny, tiny, all alone
He maked a skweeky sound

Altho at firs I not be shur
We soon began to play
He became my brudder
And foreber he now stay