Another good day — with not near enough hands,

'Cause I’ve got so many kitty fans…

The children all were cared for — all the sons and daughters.

They got held and cuddled and petted….

Fuzzy Wuzzy was a cat—

(Not a bear so fancy that!)

His eye’s all better so don’t you worry…

Mama named me “Goldie Bear,”

Prolly ’cause of my gorgeous hair.

But you can call me whatever, that’s totally fair…

Blackie, Blackberry, Beary, Blackbear —

Frankly, my dear, I don’t really care.

When it’s time for dinner, just make sure….

They call me Baby Blaise,

I was the first one out.

I’ll play with you for days….

Like the golden glass cat’s-eye of old,

I'm really quite stunning, or so I’ve been told…