Yet tells the whole tale with a swat of a claw.
A Siamese kitten, now aged in years
His favorite one being the top of my head
With the swoosh of a tail and a paw on my chin
And disrupt his dreaming of mice and great things
Tossed from his napping and removed from my bed
Louder and louder he’ll sing his song
Homey the cat gets whatever he likes