An Ode to Your Majesty

Fluffy paws of happy fat cat

With big round belly,

That shakes like a bowl of jelly.

Oh, he doesn't eat the rats,

He is quite the gourmet.

He eats only warm fresh baked bread,

Not all sausages are tasty,

And his tiny millimeter-sized teeth

Have trouble with eating large pieces of meat.

I think he would eat with a knife and fork

Caviar, sweet corn, smoked pork.

I suppose he was a king in his past life,

Cause how can you explain

Such royal manners?

It always seems to me, he holds a banner

''I'm the cat and I know it''.

So care about me, feed me,

Chop my food and clean up my poop,

Also, play with me

For entertaining of Your Majesty.

If I lick and rubs you,

Stand up and empty my throne!

I mean, chair.

Go, check my plate!

I've eaten it all.

And next time, when you cook,

Add variety to my food.