Catzzz.
Cats eat up affection straight from the cradle.
Whisker-faced wizards, they hate discipline
And set forth every day, being cleverly able
To become our jailors they by nature begin.
Yet like them we do.
With mournful miouws, implore eye to eye
When meeting no smile my kitty then noses
with intent at legs and will brook no denial
As by pupil-wide slyness she licks my toes.
Yet love them we do.
Designed to break hearts but still hold sway.
Furry dictators come in all shapes and sizes
Yet have what it takes to get their own way
And a quiet cat attitude is their best disguise.
Yet adore them we do.
Fraught with \"me\", favoured purrs rationed
Her whim reveals my kitty\'s thought pattern.
Yet prize them we do.