Cat poem

This was new to me, but apologies if you've all heard it before.

Chak



STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

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!

On Thu, 11 May 2006 18:38:43 +0000, Chakolate wrote:

This was new to me, but apologies if you've all heard it before.

Chak



STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

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!



This poem has always been one of my favorites. Thanks fr posting. MLB

*smile*

On 2006-05-11, Chakolate penned:
This was new to me, but apologies if you've all heard it before.

Chak



STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

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!


--
monique, who spoils Oscar unmercifully

pictures: http://www.bounceswoosh.org/rpca

Chakolate wrote:
This was new to me, but apologies if you've all heard it before.

Chak



STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

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!

I hadn't seen that one before. Thanks for posting.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy and Bagheera)
Cats leave pawprints on your heart.
http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk

Chakolate wrote:

STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

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!

MMS (Misty Monitor Syndrome)

Joyce

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Chakolate wrote:

STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

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!

MMS (Misty Monitor Syndrome)

Yup - in general, I don't post things that don't make me cry, don't make
me laugh out loud, or don't make me so mad my heart goes faster.

I was okay with this until that last paragraph...

Chak


--
There is something wonderful in seeing a wrong-headed majority assailed
by truth.
--John Kenneth Galbraith

I for one have not heard it before, and it's gorgeous. Thanks for
posting it.

I have a good friend who was once with the circus and traveled around
with a little
dog act. The last of her dogs, Romana (they were all named after
Companions or
other characters in Doctor Who) was sent into her well-earned retirement
over the
Bridge last year. This poem made me think of Joy...she was one of the
first to come
with condolences and a covered dish when our Fritzie was RB in 2003, and
she
asked us if were would ever consider another cat. Of course, we told
her. (I was worried then about whether it was too soon, if we were
disrespectful to the memory of our boy by going too quickly, until a
good thumping lecture from Louie made me see the nature of love and
respect in a different light.) A home was no home without a pet to love.
And Joy told us, "Good for you! I can't stand it when someone loses a
pet and says never again, they can't deal with losing another; but you
can't take all your kitty love and just put it on a back shelf in the
cupboard." Truer or better words are rarely spoken.

Blessed be,
Baha

Chakolate wrote:

This was new to me, but apologies if you've all heard it before.

Chak

STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

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!

Chakolate wrote:

This was new to me, but apologies if you've all heard it before.

Chak



STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

Oh, what unhappy twist of fate
Has brought you homeless to my gate?
snip


Lovely poem! Thanks.
Best wishes,
Polonca and Soncek

Ohh i like it, its beautiful thanks for sharing it.



"Chakolate" wrote in message
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This was new to me, but apologies if you've all heard it before.

Chak



STRAY CAT
by Francis Witham

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!

"Brad & Rach" wrote in
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Ohh i like it, its beautiful thanks for sharing it.


You're welcome.

Chak

--
Our country has been hijacked by a bunch of religious nuts. But how easy
it was. That's a little scary.
--Seymour Hersh