Cattitude

 My neighbours cat has attitude
Not like a dog in servitude
He has a certain aptitude
And many skills that he’s accrued
Courage, stealth and fortitude
Never, ever came unglued
Hunts alone in solitude
Never takes an interlude
Tigers eye, each day renewed
His hunting ground is carefully viewed
His left eye measures latitude
His right eye measures altitude
He pounced a perfect longitude
Killed anything that he pursued
The pigeon sitting as he cooed
My wife sunbathing in the nude
He even killed a cow that mooed
Turned it to convenience food
I am almost sure my hat he chewed
I’d had enough my rage exude
That fuckin cat needs barbequed
A water pistol family feud
Filled up with hot sauce, reddish hued
Shot up the ass he was subdued
He strangely dropped his cattitude
No longer will this cat intrude
He’ll just get shot, he won’t be sued