Captivity Cats Poem by Simon Samuda

They were able to interpret phrases like fetch, sit and attack.
They were domesticated unlike the grey wolf.
They prefer to move amongst us in packs.
No cats allow, Cat! "use the one at the back."

"Can you read Cat, no Cats."
We did not mind, we knew we were cats.
But we were not quite sure whom they were.
We were good companions as housecats.

African wildcats however were different.
They had black stripes around their face.
They despised us housecats as low down rats.
Our fur was like wire we were wirehair cats.

We had a rapid breeding rate.
We had strong flexible bodies, quick reflexes.
They treated us all the same regardless of our sexes.
We knew a change was coming, it was simple cat senses.

We were free at last, it felt so nice.
Some cats were black some cats were white,
Colour was of no concern as long as we all caught mice.