For My CatTo My Cat.You near me when you want to, you're churlish and whimsy.You rest on my legs, you curl in my lap.Your little blue eyes look at me indifferentlyYou near your cold, damp little nose to my arm, y and with no warning, you sink your teeth in it.But even with your hypocrisy, or the way you're losing hairOf how you fill up any space, even though you're quite so smallEven with all that, I Love you…Crimson "Gloria Tiranis Daemon Per Seculae"