The only complete poem that we know of is Ode To Spot:
Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature.
An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature.
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
Contribute to your hunting skill and natural defenses.
I find myself intrigued by your sub-vocal oscillations.
A singular development of cat communications
That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection,
For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents.
You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotions.
Oh, Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
Connote a fairly well developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
It's actually quite good even though, it's kinda ripped off from the Modern Major-General's Song by Gilbert and Sullivan and of course it's not as good as the original.
Regardless, I must say that it beats the hell out the endless strings of technobabble Geordie Laforge imposes upon.
So to that I say : "Bravo Data! Keep up the good work!"
Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature.
An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature.
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
Contribute to your hunting skill and natural defenses.
I find myself intrigued by your sub-vocal oscillations.
A singular development of cat communications
That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection,
For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents.
You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotions.
Oh, Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
Connote a fairly well developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
It's actually quite good even though, it's kinda ripped off from the Modern Major-General's Song by Gilbert and Sullivan and of course it's not as good as the original.
Regardless, I must say that it beats the hell out the endless strings of technobabble Geordie Laforge imposes upon.
So to that I say : "Bravo Data! Keep up the good work!"