Old Cat Care outside the Cottage ( 1918 )

Green-eyed Care

May prowl and glare

And poke his snub, be-whiskered nose:

But Door fits tight

Against the Night:

Through criss-cross cracks no evil goes.

Window is small:

No room at all

For Worry and Money, his shoulder-bones:

Chimney is wide,

But Smoke's inside

And happy Smoke would smother his moans.

Be-whiskered Care

May prowl out there:

But I never heard

He caught the Blue Bird!