Stray Cat

Oh, what unhappy twist of fate

Has brought you, homeless to my gate?

The gate where once another stood

To beg for shelter, warmth and food.

For from that day I ceased to be

The master of my destiny.

While he, with purr and velvet paw

Became within my house, The Law.

He scratched the furniture and shed

And claimed the middle of my bed.

He ruled in arrogance and pride

And broke my heart the day he died.

So if you really think, oh cat,

I'd willingly relive all that

Because you come, forlorn and thin

Well...don't just stand there....come on in!