My cat sits on the window sill
it thinks of this and that
of what life was in days of yore
before it was my cat
I know not what it's life has been
before it was MY cat
it came one day from nowhere
it came, sat down with confidence
and stayed to be my cat.
Now it is my familiar
each decent witch has one
it came right to the pearly gates
when all is said and done
I was rejected and sent back
she came with me along the track
with time we both recovered
a new lease back on life
we've been together ten full years
enjoying every minute
she's twenty and still going strong
together now we both belong
a little slowing down we are
until we follow our particular star
to where we will be wild and free
to ride our broomstick o'er the sea
