Wearing shiny black coat for a cat
Don't ever think I'm fat
Fur that nobody would want to pat
In streets, I tiptoe...tipititat

In cans, I search for food
Fish bones are heavenly good
Sometimes don't eat when not in mood
Facing this life without a hood

Danger is not in my dictionary
Though there are anxieties that couldn't release
Sleep is my only ticket to peace
Once up reality comes back with horror times three

I've watched the world on top of a post
Most people here are not a good host
They don't like cats, calling us filthy things
Yet there are other filthy things in their homes they bring

There's this man I know
Kindness from heaven on him bestow
The first man I bowed
A rule that was hard for me to grow

I was in an empty lot
Near a tree to have a quiet plot
He was near my spot
When he looked at me like I'm a dot

He suddenly stopped walking
I feel he looked at me as interesting
I hissed at him as a warning
Yet his lips started grinning

I heightened my alertness
He might give my fur a mess
Sudden movements from his vest
Brought me quickly to a bird's nest

At first he was shocked
Then came laughter for a mock
Broaden my shoulder like a ****
But he just walked away; looking at his clock

I climbed the tree the next day
He was again on his way
He looked at the tree top that sways
mimic of my language he played

The next day, I was on top of tree again
That time his modus was plain
Though the expected trust not gain
When he was gone, I ate his sardines like insane

The next day to that, the story is the same
20 days; he repeated his game
There was no day he missed his aim
That time the urging bond for him was on flames

On the 21st, he probably got tired
Not even a surrogate was hired
or maybe his persuasiveness got fired
Am I doomed to be forever in this tree a sire?

2nd day of his absence
I tried clearing my lens...
Watching out for twigs that click
He's probably playing hide and seek

Next day at last he came to visit
On the trunk, he sits
Not a light on his face a bit
I don't think he's fit

I went down with fear
Still brushed my scent on him to cheer
He grabbed me like I'm a beer
Gave him a purr on his ear

He suddenly said "Is this you?"
He chuckled "You're not yourself too."
Then he looked at my end saying "You're a boy too"
If he does that again, I am going to scratch him one and two

The next thing I know
He brought me home
Everywhere in his house glows
Hate it even to his gnome

I panicked.
I felt trapped like a mouse.
Couldn't stand it
Ran wildly around his house.

When got outside, I ran away
To the tree is only home I would lay
I felt sorry but never looked back
Courage is not what I have stocked

Funny, after what happened
We're still good as gold
It's like in each other we depend
Years passed, here we are same old same old