Phoebe

The cat has lost it, I tell you!
Ripping around the place
As if someone has set her
Tail on fire.

This cat is on drugs, I swear!
The sounds emanating from
Her furry body are just,
Well, just unnatural!

Oh, her mother isn’t much better,
Catnip addict that she is.  Rolling
Around in the stuff, begging for
More and more, never getting
Enough of it!

Yet, this fuzzy little cherub
She’s a real gem I say!
Her sultry eyes don’t say a thing
But the light’s on and no one
Is home…

(c) 2003 A Riddle