Ella the Cat

Ella focuses her soft eyes Raises her paw and delivers 3 sighs She circles once then once more Climbs upon my chest and begins to snore I stroke her head and tickle her ear She coos then sets her purr box in gear A rescued life has been left in my care And together we make quite a pair I'm the cook, the maid, the overseer of the manor Her only task is to be the diligent cat scanner Some may say she has a charmed life Free of harm, free of strife Some may say she's the lucky one Lounging all day and having all the fun But I think back before our acquaintance Before the spell of her unconditional trance And I know beyond doubt and logic That this luck, this magic Is all mine and make no mistake I willfully accept all the luck I can take.