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!
Written by Francis Witham