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