She looks like a lion without a mane,
except she’s very tame.

She doesn't bite but,
she puts up a fight.
She’ll claw,
and pounce,
maybe even hiss.

Once she accepts you as a friend
not foe.
She’ll cuddle and purr,
lick and drool.

Give her food and
she’ll love you forever.

feels like a brand new fleece coat,
sounds like a constant chirping bird,
except she’s a cat
and she says “meow”.

When she runs
she looks like a tumbleweed in the wind
like a big ball of orange fur
that accentuates sunshine and fire at dusk.

I guess that
she’s fierce because
her whiskers entale that
she is wise and a prowler
ready to scowl.