There were five little kittens
left in a basket by the door;
one ran away, and
that left only four.  
 
Then one tipped the basket
and flung the others out;
and they ran behind the bushes
when my grandson gave a shout. 
 
But, all five came back 
for the saucer of milk.
What a surprise when we counted again,
six tiny kittens were slurping milk… and purring.