Won’t you let me in
Dear friend?
It’s rather cold out here
And there’s a frost that’s beginning
To bite onto my ears

Won’t you open the door
Kind sir?
You are passing right by
And there’s no great difference
In the tolerance of you or I

Won’t you come this way
Sweet madam?
Take pity on a poor cat
And hold me in your fur-coated arms
Give me a gentle pat

Won’t you let them know
Dumb dog?
There’s a king at their door
And he will not take being treated such
And will ask kindly no more!