Sasuke the Regal Cat of Calories

Oh, Sasuke, king of chonky grace, With round orange belly and food on your face. You prowl like a lion (or maybe you waddle), Your tummy, a kingdom—your hunger, a model.

A feast is your right, a snack is your throne, No kibble too small, no meat left alone. A tuna buffet? That’s simply divine! A diet? Betrayal! A terrible crime!

“Restrict my food? How dare you suggest! A cat of my stature must feast on the best!” He glares at the scale, a most vicious foe, Then knocks it aside with one mighty toe.

He lounges, he munches, he naps with a snore, Dreaming of feasts and demanding some more. Oh Sasuke, king of the calorie fight, May your bowl be forever piled high in the night!