Feline Insight

He sits high atop his carpeted throne
Awaiting peasants to bring him his meal
With a booming meow his kingship is known

Gold eyes watch over the land which he owns
And scan for unguarded crumbs he can steal
He sits high atop his carpeted throne

A paw flick commands affection be shown
And petting partitioned at his appeal
With a booming meow his kingship is known

When the king desires to be left alone
He bestows sharp angry bites at the heels
He sits high atop his carpeted throne

His meows tell great tales in various tones
Describing his ventures with utter zeal
With a booming meow his command is known

No spray bottle shall dub him overthrown
No number of sprays could cause him to yield
He sits high atop his carpeted throne
With a booming meow his kingship is known