Afterhours, when the kittens play,
She prowls the night in a silent sway,
Goddess of the night, sleek and sly,
With a velvet touch and a cunning eye.

Bastet, Goddess of Cats.
You are Worshipped. No time for rats.
With a curl and a purr, you dance unseen,
In the land of dreams, you are the queen.

In ancient lands, cats walked with kings,
In every purr, their wisdom rings.
Eyes like jewels, hearts so wise,
They see beyond where danger lies.

In the night, you cast your spell,
As we sleep when shadows dwell,
With a clever mind and a sly charm,
You protect the home from harm.

Ancient Egypt, Goddess of the cat,
The legend napped where pharaohs sat.
Bastet still prowls with silent power,
Her spirit thrives in the midnight hour.

Bastet, Goddess of Cats.
You are Worshipped. No time for rats.
With a curl and a purr, you dance unseen,
In the land of dreams, you are the queen.

With every purr and every stride,
You own the night with silent pride,
Bastet, so clever and sleek,
Your spirit thrives in cat's mystique.