Gizmo fancies himself a king
and my wife and I his slaves.
He hides the moment company comes
but at other times he's brave.
When the alarm goes off he dashes in,
yowling and demanding to be fed.
"Bestir yourselves! I want breakfast now
so that I can go back to bed!"
He tries to bully the other cats,
but they just think he's a jerk.
He threatens to crack the whip on us
if we don't hurry off to work.
When we come home every night
he says, "Slaves, you're in big trouble!
I should have had dinner an hour ago!
Make haste! Feed me, on the double!" - Jeff Barnes
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