Little Mr grumpy, all strong and cold,
A stray, a wild beast, actions so bold.
Red fur, soft paws, meowing so light,
Coming at daytime, disappearing at night.
Feed him, play him, all day long,
Till the evening, when he's gone.
No sign, no trace, a mystery untold,
A mischievous glint, dawning alone.
Fighting, biting everyone at sight,
Except the little one, smiling so bright.
Besties for life, a kid and his cat,
Talking or petting, as if to chat.
But one day, he never came back,
The kid weeped, losing his track.
Days went by, pondering the sky,
Rumours returning home, did he really die?