Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
Franklin Bruno
If you catch me glancing
From somewhere unseen
Be gentle, be gracious
For a cat may look at a queen
Lo, the courtly dancer
Fills each mezzanine
Your castle is spacious
And a cat may look at a queen
Though I know your blood is regal
And you needn't take strains
Still you might decree it legal
To return my gaze
Which betrays its shyness
With a flash of green
Be careful, Your Highness
For a cat may look at a queen