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Simba's Domain


Old Deuteronomy

Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time;
    He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession.
 He was famous in proverb and famous in rhyme
    A long while before Queen Victoria's accession.
 Old Deuteronomy's buried nine wives
    And more - I am tempted to say, ninety-nine;
 And his numerous progeny prospers and thrives
    And the village is proud of him in his decline.
 At the sight of that placid and bland physiognomy,
    When he sits in the sun on the vicarage wall,
 The Oldest Inhabitant croaks: `Well, of all ...
    Things ... Can it be ... really! ... No! ... Yes! ...
       Ho! hi!
       Oh, my eye!
 My sight may be failing, but yet I confess
 I believe it is Old Deuteronomy!'

 Old Deuteronomy sits in the street,
    He sits in the High Street on market day;
 The bullocks may bellow, the sheep they may bleat,
    But the dogs and the herdsmen will turn them away.
 The cars and the lorries run over the kerb,
    Andthe villagers put up a notice: ROAD CLOSED -
 So that nothing untoward may chance to disturb
    Deuteronomy's rest when he feels so disposed
 Or when he's engaged in domestic economy:
    And the Oldest Inhabitant croaks: `Well, of all ...
    Things ... Can it be ... really! ... No! ... Yes! ...
       Ho! hi!
       Oh, my eye!
 I'm deaf of an ear now, but yeat I can guess
 That the cause of the trouble is Old Deuteronomy!'

 Old Deuteronomy lies on the floor
    Of the fox and French Horn for his afternoon sleep;
 And when the men say: `There's just time for one more,'
    then the landlady from her back parlour will peep
 And say: `Now then, out you go, by the back door,
    For Old Deuteronomy mustn't be woken -
 I'll have the police if there's any uproar' -
    And out they all shuffle, without a work spoken.
 The digestive repose of that feline's gastronomy
    Must never be broken, whatever befall:
 And the Oldest Inhabitant croaks: `Well of all ...
    Things ... Can it be ... really! ... Yes! ... No! ...
       Ho! hi!
       Oh, my eye!
 My legs may be tottery, I must go slow
 And be careful of Old Deuteronomy!'
 


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