There's a cat in the road and it crosses my way,
And it darts with a startle, this poor hapless stray,
But, it doesn't rehearse in it's mind this transverse
It dives headlong through this death defying display.
In it's feline minds-eye it perceives no nine lives,
Just an impulse of need and a quick fearless drive.
As this cat clears the road, I pray I'll be bestowed,
With the same leap of faith and the same will to try.
