To The Cat Poem by Sanu Jha

You, my little fellow, you seem like a friend,
You look for fish and milk, all day and night.
You ought to be a companion, to the very end,
You, little fellow, are a musician in my sight.

Meow-meow, you shout, throughout the neighbourhood,
You're but a thief, stealing fish from my brother's plate;
I give you what you ask, but you still look for food,
Your skills regarding catching mice, I see them amidst a debate.

You're free, free from this devilish contraption,
You break into houses, and take whatever you need;
We're but your servants, we live in your deception,
You just lay down in couch, while we do our deed.

We're to crown you, and call you the king of laziness,
But we both are to live, while holding our weakness.