cardinal aristocat

Cardinal aristocat strode into the priest’s hall No one uttered a sound, they were stunned after all He had never looked this fit, this fine, this brave or tall His regular plain monk’s tunic had made him feel small. So, you decided to join us after all, said the priest’s cat She was a mean beast, a hisser, a scratcher, and fat Cardinal aristocat ignored her as if she were a mouse or gnat He had come to show off his ensemble and his new hat.