Being contained in my logical precision
I was drawn into a <<wrecking ball decision>>
Tame a wild cat!
Don’t lose your grandfather’s hat!
And go gently towards her whiskers…
With my argumentations as a shield
I desired to make her yield
Have you not considered my ratiocination?
She said <<hell you have no imagination…>>
And I retreated “that was that …”
But the Kingdom grew;
And my mind was made new
As I try to put her on the shelf
I just miss that wild elf.
(New study claims all tamed cats today descend from the African wildcat 9,000 years ago)