Cats in Progress
A cat may be a hairless sphinx,
Or taleless Manx, or beefy Coon –
But most are more a mini-lynx,
That have no need to tweak or jinx
That classic shape of ancient minx,
That slinks beneath the Moon.
The Siamese design is striking,
But it is a custom frame.
The common tabby has been hiking
Through our lands, and through our liking –
Kept by Pharaoh, Greek, or Viking,
Looking much the same.
But maybe, underneath that fur,
A change is slowly going on.
As certain traits succeed, and spur
A rise in smarts behind the purr –
They’re not the loners once they were
In ancient Babylon.
We humans chuckle, and pretend
That cats will do just as they suit –
But truth is, they still sculpt and bend,
Through generations without end,
To suit our need to be our friend –
And learn how to be cute.
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