...a few times it has been mentioned that maybe I am a gingham dog! But I love our calico cat and would never eat her up. As long as she doesn't try to steal my greenie anyway. A girl's got to have her limits!

The Duel
        Eugene Field  

       THE gingham dog and the calico cat
           Side by side on the table sat;
          'Twas half-past twelve, and (what do you think!)     
           Not one nor t'other had slept a wink!
           The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plate
           Appeared to know as sure as fate
           There was going to be a terrible spat.

       (I wasn't there; I simply state
What was told to me by the Chinese plate!)


The gingham dog went "bow-wow-wow!"
And the calico cat replied "mee-ow!"
The air was littered, an hour or so,
With bits of gingham and calico,
While the old Dutch clock in the chimney-place
Up with its hands before its face,
For it always dreaded a family row!

       (Never mind: I'm only telling you       
What the old Dutch clock declares is true!)


The Chinese plate looked very blue,
And wailed, "Oh, dear! what shall we do!"
But the gingham dog and calico cat
Wallowed this way and tumbled that,
Employing every tooth and claw
In the awfullest way you ever saw-
And, oh! how the gingham and calico flew!

       (Don't fancy I exaggerate-      
 I got my news from the Chinese plate!)


Next morning where the two had sat
They found no trace of the dog or cat;
And some folks think unto this day
That burglars stole that pair away!
But the truth about the cat and pup
Is this: they ate each other up!
Now what do you really think of that!

       (The old Dutch clock it told me so,      
 And that is how I came to know.)