Otis, I notice

Is lumbered with greed

She never has learned

That there’s time between feeds

She’ll sit round and meow

Like a beggar instead

And pretend to my friends

That she never gets fed

It’s not like she’s skinny

But nor is she fat

She gets enough food though

The sneaky wee cat

It’s always a meal time

By Otis o’clock

It tells her she’s hungry

With every tick tock

And Otis, I notice

Will hear when it chimes

And then she’ll remind me

“Hey You, it’s food time!”