Here is a Cat twenty-lines long
​named Cinnamon Avery Song:
He is striped, gray, and curious
about salt shakers and the moon,
ask him about snowflakes and his
quizzical-fluent tail will move:
Sometimes, he knows how to respond
to his name admonished for a wrong,
but mostly Cinnamon likes to sleep
curled around the sofa’s feet:
You will find him lazing often
near a window or on towels,
as for dinner he’s outspoken
–I’m sure you’ve heard his howls:
His philosophy is Eloquence
in all expressions short or long,
so he won’t mind my saying
this ends Cinnamon’s song:
Here is a Cat worth keeping,
I said to my old friend sleeping…