A long, pointy face, a kinked tail,
A strong personality,
He'll be there for me, without fail –
Quantity and quality

A Siamese by nature, and
He's stripy, with yellow too,
A white bib, two white feet – so grand
Other colours, there to view.

The Siamese low voice is there,
He talks a hell of a lot.
His screaming will give you a scare,
The enemies can just rot.

Tygae Tigerus is his name,
I call him my Siamogg.
He likes cuddles – and to play the game –
Chasing mice and the odd frog.

He's twelve years old and is heavy
To carry around in my arms.
Solid, big-boned and is ready
To show off of his charms.

Roslyn Fielding