|Data's Poem, An Ode To Spot|
Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature|
An endothermic quadroped, carniverous by nature.
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
Control your hunting skills and natural defenses.
I find myself intrigued by your sub-vocal oscillations,|
A singular development of cat communications
That obviates your besic hedonistic predilection
For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents,|
You would not be so agile of you lacked its counter-balance.
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotions.
Oh, Spot, the complex levels of behaviour you display|
Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.