I do not understand the humans obsession
With pouring me in water, a feline transgression.
Water is meant to be drank, not poured on my royal fur.

The human picks me up with his long, stick-like paws
And pours me in water.
Then rubs me with a blue liquid
That smells like poison.
As if it were not enough, he pours me with water again.
Then trims my murder mittens.
Fool! How do you expect me to hunt!?

I get into the void of dust
And get more mice for the human to eat real food,
But instead he once again dips me in water's cold sting
Oh, the indignity! This human, such a frustrating thing!