From p. 41 of "Songs for Swinging Housemothers"

I think (hope) that cut-and-pasting
From the "X:1" line
To past the next blank line
into a file called something.abc ,
and then running abc2ps or abcm2ps or some such will give you the dots for the tune (in a postscript file, printable or exportable to a pdf file.)

The title is given as "The Persian Kitten" rather than "A Persian Kitty", and some of the words seem to be adapted/modified, as often happens in song collections, probably for copyright reasons.

Anyhow:

X:1
T: THE PERSIAN KITTEN
N:from Songs for Swinging Housemothers,
N: By Frank Lynn, 1961, 1963, page 41
M:C|
L:1/4
K:F
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w: A Pers-ian kit-ty, per-fumed and fair, Went out in the yard to get some air, When a
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w: tom cat, lean and lithe and strong,_ Dir-ty and rag-ged, came a-long._
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W:
W: A Persian kitty, perfumed and fair,
W: Went out in the yard to get some air,
W: When a tom cat, lean and lithe and strong,
W: Dirty and ragged, came along.
W:
W: He sniffed at the perfumed Persian cat,
W: Who strutted about with much eclat,
W: And thinking a bit of time to pass,
W: Whispered, "Kitty, you sure got class!"
W:
W: "That's fitting and proper," was her reply,
W: As she arched her whiskers over her eye,
W: "I'm rubbed, and sleep on a pillow of silk,
W: Daily I'm fed on certified milk."
W:
W: "Don't cry," said the tom cat with a smile,
W: "But trust your new found friend for awhile.
W: I'll show you wonders beyond your fence,
W: Kitty, all you need is experience."
W:
W: The pleasures of life he then unfurled,
W: As he told her tales of the outside world,
W: Suggesting at last with a leering laugh,
W: A trip for the two down the primrose path.
W:
W: The morning after the night before,
W: The cat came back at the hour of four.
W: The innocent look in her eye had went.
W: Instead there was a look of content.
W:
W: In after days when the children came,
W: To this Persian kitty of pedigreed fame,
W: They weren't Persian, they were black and tan,
W: And she told 'em their daddy was travelin' man.

good luck
... Bob

"Bob, do you qualify everything you say?"
Well, usually.
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