AMEN-I'VE-EATEN

[From "Caternalia", my first solo Revue]

Pharoah’s daughter had a Cat
By name: “Amen-Ive-Eaten”.
When he stole food from Pharoah’s dish,
‘Twas other cats got beaten.

Amen-Ive-Eaten’s shape was slim,
His eyes were bright and slitty,
And Pharoah’s daughter never knew
How crafty was that kitty.

He ruled o’er Pharoah’s lofty halls.
(The Pharoah then was Ptolemy),
And as he paced on slender paw
He sneered: “Who dares to follow me?”

That ‘Gyptian Cat had no respect
For Pyramids or Sphinxes.
When shown the rolling, sacred Nile,
He sniffed, and said: “It stinkses!”

He teased and worried Pharoah’s Lords,
Upset the slaves and eunuchs
By popping small Egyptian mice
Alive-O - up their tunics.

As age drew on, he took to taunts
And insults, quite explicit,
Incised on Pharoah’s mighty walls
In letters hieroglyphic.

He took the Royal Cobra on,
But age his skill had beaten.
That Cobra took one nasty bite:
Farewell, Amen-Ive-Eaten!

They tidied up his ears and paws,
Stuffed spices in his tummy.
Now he spends Eternity
With Pharoah’s Daughter’s Mummy.
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