The Ballad of BabyCat and Buddee

Magic was a feather dropped down from the sky
Magic was the love I saw deep in her eyes

Magic was the laughter of the kookaburra’s cries
Magic was the place where we lived our lives

Magic was the cruise we took through foreign isles
Magic was the laughter brimming in her eyes

Magic were the walks on long forgotten shores
Magic was her paw in mine forevermore

Magic was the shell I presented on one knee
Magic was the love in the look that she gave me

Magic was the cadillac she gave me one fine day
Magic was the laughter as we drove along the way

Magic were the treasures she kept in her fine box
Magic were the little things she’d find upon our walks

Magic was the garden that only we could find
Magic were the leaves found in its secret shrine

Magic was the evening of the Midnight Moonlight Ball
Magic was the way she held my heart in thrall

Magic was the beauty of our castle by the sea
Magic were the moments when she danced close to me

Magic was our kingdom where peace reigned supreme
Magic was our beautiful Catuary-by-the-Sea

Magic died and my heart cried when she did depart
Now the only magic left lives deep within my heart.


The Ballad of BabyCat and Buddee, as transcribed by
Mimeenah Roshan Felinidaes
Makreala and Head Historian
Catuary-by-the-Sea