He rubs his wet and sneezy nose
Against my last clean pair of hose;
He sneaks up past me on the stair
And trips me when I’m unaware;
And when I choose to rest my feet,
This cat pre-empts my favored seat.

At other times, with brazen gall,
He heeds some shameless she-cat’s call,
And scorns disdainfully my petting,
More eager, far, to be begetting.