He gives his mommy a shake,
And meows until her belly aches.
The only other sound that breaks,
Of distant chirps of birds awake.
The kitty is tiny, sweet and deep,
But he has more plays to keep,
After an hour of sleep.
Sweet dreams come to him so quick.
He rises from his gentle nest,
With thoughts of big cats in his head,
He eats his wet cat food with lots of fish grate.
Ready for the day ahead.
Oh! What kitty is this?
With eyes full of joy and happiness.
Tiny sweet and gentle as orange candies,
in a fur of a tigress.