Ode To My Kitten
By Skyler Lennen

Soft as silk, unlike a sloth,
She runs amuck all day and night,
She screeches like a hyena in a catfight,
Until I yell “Ember!!!”
She speaks the language of cat,
And likes to purr like a motor,
She prowls in the grass,
And chases moles and mice.
And when she is worn out,
She`ll settle down in my lap.
Meow.