Late at night he steps outside,
out into the city lights.
He leaves behind his mortal coil,
ready to burn the midnight oil.
With midnight comes the main attraction,
as he searches for some feline action
He runs around with his furry friends,
until the evening comes to an end.
And when the moon is starting to die,
he goes back to the daily grind.
When it comes to good times he knows where it’s at!
Life is adventure for the where-cat.