Crazen Skattle

You're a crazen skattle.

Once kitten, now cat, but never cattle!

Though you remind me of a fuzzy cow.

You're a fat sack of fluffy kung pow!

In the belly

You stink so feline smelly.

Though clawed paw sweet--

Without awe you're not complete.

I enjoy your meow dialect! 

The president of cats-- you, I elect

Thee to a position so kingly

You must muscle and leap mighty springy!

And the ghosts of kings past

Will kneel before your dish as you slop and eat it fast!

The End

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