cat poem that i wrote!!!!

The magestic cat in all its furr
is worth more than a ton of mhurre
for in itself a king is there
hidden under big piles of hair

Do not disregard the splender of this cat
for he is not deserving of that
his mighty tail that flicks and flops
and lazy body that always stops

He licks and preens to look his best
never wrong or is an unwanted guest
He struts around his territory
and his confidence and looks is his key

to the respect he gets from everyone
Being great before the dawn has begun
Prowling around the streets all nights
Stealing food and winning fights

When the sun comes up, he is asleep
in his basket, his sleep is deep
for his duty has been done
all before the rising of the sun.