Oh what unhappy twist of fate
Has brought you to my gate,
The gate where once another stood
To beg for shelter, warmth and food.
From from that day I ceased to be
The master of my destiny,
While she, with purr and velvet paw,
Became within my house the law.
She scratched the furniture and shed
And claimed the middle of the bed.
She ruled with arrogance and pride
And broke my heart the day she died.
So if you really think, oh cat,
I'd willingly relive all that
Because you've come forlorn and thin.
Well don't just stand there...come on in!