Soft and sure these padded feet, that stalk within your home, though wild not upon bright fields, this creature never yields. Gentle seem with purr and rub, aloof it deigns to see, the hand that feeds and shows it love, a pet it ne’er be. Affection be a toy that plays, upon the strings of heart, of those that dwell with creature thus, your needs a minor part. Your purpose is, to play and entertain, to feed and show it love, while showing you disdain. It loves you sure, and glad to be, the cause of gentle stirrings, yet ne’er think you know its thoughts, because of deepest purrings.