She's A Hussy & She Likes It Poem by Dean Meredith

She's a hussy & she likes it
I admire her for that
No beating round the bush
She's no ordinary cat

Striped like a tiger
A Bengal to be exact
Faster than any mouse
Quicker than any rat

Birds give her a run
She can get them too
She hides in the shadows
But only catches a few

Just to show she's got it
Besides she's too well fed
But if they take her food
Then their colour becomes red

Her claws are sharp as needles
So you best not mess with her
Most soon get the message
And the locals will concur

She really loves her freedom
And won't be put inside
She's an outside cat
Where she can run & hide

She doesn't mind attention
If she's in the mood
Which is generally mostly?
Ignorance is rude