Atlanticade she looks her best
She thinks she's prettier than the rest
No idle boast, no thoughtless jest
Her lovely fur is neatly coiffed
She'll never roam some dusty loft
Just keeps herself clean and soft
On a window sill, looking out
A feline stare, a kitty pout
She mews gently, she never shouts
Tread so gentle, grace and poise
Purr so classy, no wasted noise
Those horrid alley cats, she always avoids
In her little world she looks tops
Prettier than those Pollicle dogs
Infinitely superior to mice and to frogs
Atlanticade just seems aloof
But it's a look to hide the truth
She's merely groomed and very cute
