Queen Sneester's Reign

She roams the halls with grace, her coat's a patchwork maze A beauty queen, Sneester's her name, queen of her feline stage She curls up in my lap, purrs like an old freight train But when it comes to him, oh, she'd rather not pertain Yes she does He tries to win her heart with treats from the pet mart His efforts all in vain, she gives a look so tart Michael's at his wits' end, can't catch her feline heart She struts by him so grand, tail high with sassy sway To Sneester he's just the man who's in her sunlight's way Oh she shows With every cold shoulder, poor Michael's love grows Now Michael's got a plan, buys lures from every land The feather and the string, in hopes to win her hand But Sneester's not impressed, she's beauty unpossessed She prefers quiet rest, ignoring Michael's quest Oh, what a jest [Chorus] 'Cause Sneester, she's a queen, on her regal feline throne