My cat

I woke up in the morning,  grabbed a bite

And put everything aside. 

After a while I gave my cat to eat

It ate up its tasty bit.

And fled to his rocky bed

Where he was sat and then laid

And gained some energy to spend 

in the shaft of the moonlight.

The great dread he had

When the bark broke out

His head hung down 

madly rushed he out

And I stayed without my cat.

Author's Note

be strict