forest hut

Quite grumpy, by nature 
Her turquoise eyes, a striking feature 

Twitching whiskers, a crooked tail
This moggy monarch, all must hail 

A suspicious blackcurrant nose
Always sitting in a regal pose 

Her mind only on food, nothing else 
In her growling stomach, just hunger dwells 

Crafty and a little mean
The shadow empress, the dark queen 

She's now trifle old - seen many a summer
Each year makes her more grumpy, so that's a bummer 

But she is very kind with her kittens 
(Yes, yes, she also sews them mittens) 

She takes her pilloos from door to door 
She's produced many generations, and she'll give out some more