My Cat Monty

His stripes are as dark as an angry stormy sky.
His fur is grey like the colour of silver smoke.
His eyes glint and shine like beautiful emeralds.
And his whiskers are long like the branches of an oak.
His long stripy tail moves like a cobra.
His limbs are strong like those of a chimp
When he’s in the mood he’ll be a stealthy ninja.
And when he’s airborne he can fly like a blimp.
When he discovers an object that’s new,
He’ll be as wary as a grazing deer.
He is as playful as a happy puppy dog.
And when he sees me he’ll show no fear.
No material can match the feel of his fur.
While the jingling of his bell comforts me to hear.
The pitter-patter of his paws alerts me of his presence.
And when my meows I know that he’s near.