My regal friend of mystery
She tells her tale through history
Of love and friendship, fear and foe
Her place in my heart she’ll always know
By end of Stone Age, she was by our side
Hunting mice with regal pride
For saving the food that we had stored
My little moggy became adored
Now we all know of Egyptian times
When to hurt or kill her was a crime
Worshiped as a Goddess throughout her life
Laid to rest with stores of mice, for her afterlife
In China and Asia she was believed magical
After all, who’d dare argue she not mystical?
Romans and Greeks had her domesticated
Her valuable companionship authenticated
My regal friend of mystery
She tells her tale through history
Of love and friendship, fear and foe
Her place in my heart she’ll always know
By end of Stone Age, she was by our side
Hunting mice with regal pride
For saving the food that we had stored
My little moggy became adored
Now we all know of Egyptian times
When to hurt or kill her was a crime
Worshiped as a Goddess throughout her life
Laid to rest with stores of mice, for her afterlife
In China and Asia she was believed magical
After all, who’d dare argue she not mystical?
Romans and Greeks had her domesticated
Her valuable companionship authenticated
By Middle Ages all was dim
Declared an agent of the devil, her life then grim
By papal orders almost eradicated
Burning her alive, the church vindicated
For she was nocturnal, and roamed at night
Evidence of supernatural powers the devil’s delight
Her family throughout Europe had all but perished
I guess my dear friend, was no longer cherished