9 Lives ( Poetry)

The Kitten!, the Kitten!, sleeks along the tiles,
Seeking out his fame, his fortune or Top Secret files.
Ninja style, just a story up, he weasels through the night,
Crossing rooftops cautiously, he avoids the bright moonlight.

Stealth is the Cat or merely just a Kitten,
Shouting from the rooftops, his name will soon be Written!!

Staying in shadows and keeping low, he dreams of what can be,
If no-one's home and the window's open, he'll stop-by to collect his fee.
Fame and Headlines is all he wants, the people to know his name,
He never thinks about being caught, he's a master at his game.

Stealth is the Cat or merely just a Kitten,
Shouting from the rooftops, his name will soon be Written!!

The problem is, he'll never be, the legend he desires,
Using the rooftops like a ferret, chimneys, aerials, wires.
His victims, they have no idea, a superhero Kitten,
He's wrapped up in his feline world, of which he's totally smitten.

Stealth is the Cat or merely just a Kitten,
Shouting from the rooftops, his name will soon be Written!!

He'll never find his fame, his fortune, stealing from this place,
He needs to venture into town, where buildings reach to space.
The people will never hear of him or have him in their sights,
For this Kitten burglar has a problem, he's afraid of heights!!!