Murray My Cat

My cat is as white as a cloud before the storm rolls in
and as ginger as a desert before the sandstorm comes.
My cat smells like his bed in the laundry and he is as smooth as a lion’s mane.
When I first met him I fell for him straight away,
we bought him and have loved him til` this very day.
And as my curious cat wandered around my neighbours garden,
I called “here puss”, then he finally came wandering home over the neighbours fence and in through the back door,
we hugged him and loved him.