Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Cats

They fought like demons of the night
   Beneath a shrunken moon,
And all the roof at dawn of light
   With fiddle-strings was strewn.

1. Frog-Making
2. An Interview
3. Seed-Time
4. A Bunch of Roses
5. Bicycles! Tricycles!

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