Old Deuteronomy

I believe it is Old Deuteronomy Well, of all things, can it be really? No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye! My mind may be wandering but I confess I believe it is Old Deuteronomy Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time He's a cat who has lived many lives in succession He was famous in Proverb and famous in rhyme A long while before Queen Victoria's accession Old Deuteronomy's buried nine wives And more I am tempted to say, 99 And his numerous progeny prospers and thrives And the village is proud of him in his decline At the sight of that placid and bland physiognomy When he sits in the sun on the vicarage wall The oldest inhabitant croaks Well, of all things, can it be really? No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye! My mind may be wandering but I confess I believe it is Old Deuteronomy Well, of all things, can it be really? No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye! My mind may be wandering but I confess I believe it is Old Deuteronomy Well, of all things, can it be really? No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye! My mind may be wandering but I confess I believe it is Old Deuteronomy Well, of all things, can it be really? No, yes, ho, hi, oh my eye! My legs may be tottery, I must go slow And be careful of Old Deuteronomy