• Moving quietly as can be.
    Want to know what can see?
    Under cars, through small spaces.
    Jump high, run fast paces.
    Tuna's my fave, it taste so good,
    But canine’s want to spill my blood.
    It won’t happen as i am fast.
    But I’ve slowed as time has past.
    Climbing through my tiny door.
    No more worries anymore.
    Safe inside, calm and warm.
    I sleep little from dusk ‘til dawn.
    I prowl around from room to room.
    I hope breakfast will come soon.
    Liver, stake or fish in brine.
    Which one will it be this time?
    Out of nine, only one life to spare.
    I’ve used them well, to be fare.
    Cats never live this long.
    But statistics can be wrong.