Max the Worthiness Cat
What a Cat is Max! Every patience does he tax,
At the rise of the sun or the setting of the moon,
Time means nothing at all, only comforts one and all!
A miaow at the door, a gentle scratch of his paw,
'Let me in, it's my wish, I've come home for some fish,
Add some milk and I'm done - a long night, I've had fun!'
More miaows and some prancing, tail moving and dancing.
Expectant - 'I'm here! Don't muck about dear!
I'm famished, with thirst. Attend to me FIRST!'
All his needs will be there, he just knows that I care,
Snappy Tom, milk galore, he knows there is more,
And the world's at his feet. What a cat, so discreet!
Now licking his lips as he wriggles those hips,
'Thanks a lot, it was great, now I'm off for a spate
Of the sun and a rest, I deserve just the best!' Yanis Bayada
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