King of Lions, Heaven Bound

His fur smelled of dust; And cobwebs that covered his face He found me to show me his new look That he had gone and made. I started laughing, He wasn't happy. He charged me like a raging lion; He was being comical, he's robust I was laughing so hard, I was crying It made my stomach hurt, I'd bust. He was this tiny kitten then; Still is a tiny kitty in my heart My love for my cat will never fade Mischief's my world, he's my parade. I bid wishes to you in my serenade; Of tuna, chicken, or a salmon tray Eat as if you were, King of Lions You are King of Lions, Heaven Bound.