Baby Biff Maverick
lives up to his last name,

he's quite the wiley rascal
and, may be difficult to tame.

He's determined, and relentless
to win every game he plays,

using the element of surprise
against cats, set in their ways.

That's how it is with my other boys
two neutered, full-grown, males;

they nearly jump right out of their coats
when he pounces, on their tails!

He's a little ball of thunder
truly exuberant, in all he does;

I think there's more tazmanian devil blood
than feline, in this ball of fuzz!

He tears the house up, everyday
he has to touch everything in sight.

I could swear he's ran across the ceiling
while chasing the other two, late at night!

Who by the way, can't comprehend
there's a brand, new sheriff in town,

true enough, he's more of an outlaw
part Billy the kid, and part clown!

Biff truly enjoys living dangerously
flying high, by the seat of his pants!

He never seems to run out of energy
but, takes power naps when he gets the chance.

Any other entity just wouldn't survive
but, he's a cat so, he'll do just fine;

everything else would've used up their one chance
but nature, gave all felines...nine!