(If you get this joke, you're either an English Major, or you've spent too much time reading archaic British lit.)

For he is passionate as any loverFor he lies about, lethargic in his waysFor his fur is white, his ears and paws brownFor his eyes are blueFor his meow is keen and highFor his nose is soft and inquisitiveFor he goes limp and begins to purrFor he loves to be heldFor he used to want much for attentionFor he used to stinkFor he became too distracted by his testiclesFor we had to remove them