Explore "The Kitten's Garden of Verses" by Oliver Herford on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
My Bed is like a little Bark, / The hatch is battened down, / And in the basket cabin dark / I sail away from Town.
Now, when they lift the lid, a scene / Of wonder meets my eyes, / Tall waving Feather-Dusters green, / That seem to touch the skies.