spare the cat, spoil the sushi

I start.

One is smiling and sadogue, 

the other sabelline and sadistic,

though both of us move with saltigrade strides.

I succeed upon your sanctuary, and, 

though immediately addressed by your fearsome sangfroid and most savage scowl, 

I signal my simple simian self with

ahem

Though one orey-eyed glance at me, my movement musters a meow;

an end to the ominous overtones emanating obstreperously out of your oracular organs.

Felix, I forget. Are you fat or just fluffy?
Fabaceously formed,

I follow your feline figure with my fingers.

Placid as a pond,
though perhaps because ponderous,
you appear pacified by petting.
My presumption is proven by your paralalia:
a purr.

For this, your prize will be a poisson.

Surreptitiously, I surrender this sushi.

I am sorry for such slander,

though certainly this saginate

serves only to swell your stature,

a stuff of which you are not in small supply.

Us joined by my adjudication, 

my job is now adjourned.

I abjure from such jabberwock,

so as to be judged a juggins,

a jocko at your whim and merry,

NO MORE.

So it is that we part as enemies.

Jerk.