Extrait du livre Cat's Paris
Let me introduce myself, my name is Misty, I’m a cat I live in Paris, In this apartment building next to the bakery Where my friend Caramel Lives so well. He spends his time eating croissants, Licking lollipops, Watching ladies go by the shop.
Upstairs lives my friend Juliette Queen of Tademiettes Ultra-chic tea-room Where I intend to go very soon When I get enough money To buy a delicious cup of tea
On the second floor live « les Delamotte-du-Beurre » And their cat, with a long silky fur. Named Cashmere, he’s a music-lover Not a mouse-catcher. All gathered around the grand piano They sing falalalado Cashmere sleeping on the do. A bacon slice becomes a piece of art When you’re listening to Mozart.
Granny Angele and her two Siamese cats Share a nice cosy comfortable flat She cooks them delicious food So they’re always in a good mood They’re so generous, And let me lick their crumbs, marvellous! Perfect for my silhouette, Better than a diet I bet…
And here’s my home Also Natasha’s own. She’s a painter and asks me to pose On my satin cushion without any clothes, The only eyewitness is the goldfish But nobody notices when he blushes For he can’t be more reddish.

























