I'm near a cat with drawn out eyes
And a gentle piscine tongue
Fawns my outstretched hand and speaks of
Sundrenched lines unsung.

Such unsought affection disarms at once
And I, no longer detainee,
Protract each vertebrae because
A flea that troubled me.

I jump upon your lap
And dream of smoked fish in the sea
There's nought to do but pleasure seek
So stroke me
Stroke me
Stroke me.