PUSSY-WILLOW
I love the pussy-willow— It sounds so sweet to me— Just fancy furry kittens Growing on a tr^e! I pretend they’re really living, I close my eyes and dream That every little pussy Has a saucer full of cream. They come meow-ing down the branches And play awhile with me— A hundred little pussies From a pussy-willow tree. But it’s only just pretending; They cannot play a game; They are not really pussies. But I love their purry name. —Gloria Rawlinson, aged 10
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 768, 14 September 1929, Page 33
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84PUSSY-WILLOW Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 768, 14 September 1929, Page 33
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