Did you ever hear the story of the loyal cat? Meyow! <br />Who was faithful to the flag, and ever follow'd that? Meyow! <br />Oh, she had a happy home beneath a southern sky, <br />But she pack'd her goods and left it when our troups came nigh, <br />And she fell into the collumn with a low glad cry, Meyow! <br /> <br />Poor Kitty Popcorn! <br />Burried in a snow drift now <br />Never more shall ring the music of your charming song, Meyow! <br />Never more shall ring the music of your charming song, Meyow! <br /> <br />Round her neck she wore a ribbon -- she was black as jet -- Meyow! <br />And at once a gallant claim'd her for a soldier's per -- Meyow! <br />All the perils of the battle and the march she bore, <br />Climbing on her master's shoulder when her feet were sore, <br />Whisp'ring in his with wonder at the cannon's roar, Meyow! <br /> <br />Now the "cruel war is over," and the troups disband -- Meyow! <br />Kitty follows as a pilgrim in the northern land -- Meyow! <br />Ah! but sorrow overtakes her, and her master dies, <br />While she sadly sits a gazing in his dim blue eyes, <br />Till by strangers driven rudely from the door, she cries, Meyow! <br /> <br />So she wanders on the prairie till she sees his form -- Meyow! <br />Carried forth and buried roughly 'mid the driving storm -- Meyow! <br />Oh! her slender frame, it shivers in the northern blast, <br />As she seeks the sandy mound on which the snow falls fast, <br />And alone amid the darkness there she breathes her last Meyow!<br /><br />Henry Clay Work<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poor-kitty-popcorn/
