Catsanova

He is the greatest lover of all cats
the way he will meander up into your lap
and stick his face right in yours
kissing your lips, reaching in for your tongue
if you let him.

And then, just like that famous scamp,
he will sigh a kitten’s sigh
and roll over on his back
so that you are cradling him in your arms
and meow softly: “Love me all over.”

“Oh yes,” he’ll purr with delight,
“that’s the stuff. Now right here
under my armpits, if you don’t mind.
Ah, there is a spot I never can reach.
Thank you, I’m genuinely pleased!”

Indeed, he is very satisfied
but he is by no means a selfish lover;
he’ll groom your face with a thousand kisses,
and speak sweet nothings into your ear
then he’ll fall asleep beside you, content.