I’ll find a place to sleep.

I look at the sky and see stars.

I’m a night- stalker,claw-slasher.

I’ll scurry along the walls and fences.

I’m a mouse-hunter that is my prey.

I’ll dash into cat flaps looking for food.

I want an owner since I’m a stray.

I have fur as soft as a cushion.

I’ll meow cutely and everyone loves me.

I’m a meat-eater wanting to devour a mouse.

I quietly stroll across the streets.