I am the best, I have said it all before
The perfect feline, do you want to know more
I can jump so high, am the fastest in town
And look at my whiskers, a wonderful crown
I can see a mouse in a far away tree
If in front of my nose, I let is go free
We felines are made for high with no fear
but when it is close, we are shortsighted – too near
Kittens beware, tread carefully with your paws
A soft touch is the best, you might lose some claws
And never forget, we are the first and the best
Just stick to your territory, and do not go west
And when the day is done, you will fulfillyour wish
With a bowl of tasty food, a tuna fish dish.
And don’t forget “Thrice the brindled cat hath mewd” referring to the Macdonalds “M” on the tabby cat forehead as being brindled – thankyou Paws Shakespeare. Personally I only meow twice, just like the postcat.