A white room
With padded walls
Was once among
A castle's halls.

And within that
Boring old cell
A broken chair
Of wood did dwell.

Upon the wooden seat
Sat a rotund cat
Who wore an
Old pirate's hat.

The graceful beast's
Multi-colored eyes
Masked evidence of
Its pleading cries.

Insanity roamed
Inside its vast mind
Where memories of
Past lives were confined.

The cat's wisdom
Was far too great
And caused its
Odd mental state.

Thus, locked in a room,
With naught but a chair,
Was it doomed to die
From its sad despair.