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!