Cat, cat…

Cat, cat, what makes your eyes an outstanding jade?

Can you not see a crimson flower?

Cat, cat, slinking in the night,

How do you spring to the sky?

Using your supple, perfect paws?

Cat, cat, why do you pounce upon grey-squeakers?

Like a crested eagle, and rex rabbit.

Could you slay them with ease?

Cat, cat, when do you bathe in the sun?

Might you bask in your glory?

Would drowsy eyes close once again?

Cat, cat, what makes you the elegant creature you are?

Yet, can you not unearth the love you need?