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We crowned our cat
The king of cats
In nineteen fifty three
After watching the coronation
On a black and white TV.

We sat him on a red
Silk robe
And hauled him round the house.
The most honoured cat
On the whole globe
Who never caught a mouse!

A patch of oil
Stayed on his head
After his anointment.
Our parents sent us to bed
From this royal appointment.

I wonder what the Queen would say
Of her shared history
With our loved cat
From a council house.
Now there’s a mystery!.

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