Old Deuteronomy

I belive 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 nintynine
And his numerous progeny prospers and thrives
And the villiage is pround 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
Yes, no, ho, hi, oh my eye!
My mind may be wandering but I confess
I belive it is Old Deuteronomy

My legs may be tottery I must go slow
And be careful of Old Deuteronomy.