A Cat of No Throne Still Be Royalty

A cat of no throne still be royalty, For a queen it be and servant be I and thee. Shall its eyes reflect the sky of sheer equanimity, For t’was a scheme for God to us from He, Yet not a speck royalty I see in its colours of blight, All which I see be a beast o’ two ears no flight, Spatial symmetry of each strand snow white, Erect its tail a friendliness, oh, such delight! I love to hear it mewl, yet well I’d known, That ode should define oh, so much more, That knows be the thistles it sheathe unknown, Makes for reasons to tame it so much more. I’ll care then spoil, this peculiar feline Not enraging it's wrath, I'm not crossing that line. A cat of no throne still be royalty, For a queen it be and servant be I and thee.