Gus: The Pyramid Cat

Gus: The Pyramid Cat


By: Birana

Gus is the Cat at the pyramid door
His name as I ought to have told you before
Is really Sarcophagus, but that's such a fuss
To pronounce that we usually call him just Gus.
His body is bandaged, his face wears a mask
No more does he sit in the sunlight and bask,
Yet he was in his youth a cat all would strive
To meet, but alas, he's no longer alive.
For he isn't the cat that he was in his life
Though his name was quite worshipped- or so says his wife.
And whenever he joins the gods of his land
Who can bring him to them with a wave of their hand,
He loves to regale them, if their mood's the right sort
With anecdotes drawn from his days at the court.
For he is much more than your everyday mutt,
He was advisor to Ramses, he has counseled with Tut!
And he likes to relate his success at the Sphinx,
Where he was served with the Pharaoh for both food and drinks.
But his greatest sensation, though it was his last,
Was when he knocked over the statue of Bast.

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