The Fabulous 9 lives Kat ....(a poem that me and my friends came up with)

Cat, cat scary scarlet,
In the house of the sunset,
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy adorable symmetry?

In what distant ground or air,
Waiting patiently for its prey,
On what angle dare he stare,
What claws dare scratch the chair?

And what whiskers and what sense,
Could twitch the curiosity,
There it sits on the fence,
As its licks its crown glory,

In walking, in stalking,
Agility amazed the egyptian,
With sharp sense of hearing,
Alert to any temptation,

When the night falls down,
As it stalkes through the urban jungle,
Move gracefully without sounds,
How majestic and how humble,

Cat,cat passing by purring,
In the house of the morning,
What magical face and feet,
Could frame thy body language symmetry?