What’s this that I’ve found? An orange ball of fluff. Just strutting around, I’ve seen quite enough. I’m on high-alert, and won’t be misled. And so I’ll exert, this blow to his head.
Just kidding of course, twas’ more of a tap. With zero remorse, I know where he’s at. All signals are clear, this kitten checks out. I’ll hold him quite dear, with all of his clout.