Feline RDP Tuesday: Feline Angle

Tabby

It varies on the angle how you look at all your lives
I had nine angles, but now only have high fives
Four were lost in a moment of not taking care
But I am still quite happy, still having five to spare
We felines are short sighted, see nothing before our nose
It is all so very blurred, depends where the wind blows
If it is tuna fish that Mrs.Human has served
I smell it when she opens the tin and so I am not nerved
When a bird flies up on a tree, I can focus very well
The problem is I am getting older and my legs are no longer so swell
But why chase a bird, that always  fly away
Mrs. Human serves me chicken to keep my hunger at bay
Angles here and angles there, I am no mathematician
Life consists of eating and sleeping and that is my sole mission

Feline RDP Tuesday: Feline Angle