Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature,
An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature;
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.

I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
A singular development of cat communications
That obviates your basic 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 if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.

O Stray, the complex levels of behavior you display
Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Stray, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

Somewhere out there in the vast nothingness of space,
Somewhere far away in space and time.
Staring upward at the gleaming stars in the obsidian sky
We're marooned on a small island, in an endless sea.
Confined to a tiny spit of sand, unable to escape
But tonight, on this small planet, on Earth
We're going to rock civilization.