Cornelius the cat was an eccentric fellow,
Dressed in all the colours from blue to yellow,
With patterns never seen on a feline before,
Clothes colourful and brash, he did so adore!
He was shunned by his peers for his curious dress,
And even his family thought his style was a mess,
For his taste in loud colours went beyond what he wore,
Bold colours could be seen on his walls and his floor.
No visitors came calling, or rang on the phone,
So Cornelius spent most of his time all alone,
“I won’t change who I am for anyone ” he said,
As he played with a ball of bright orange thread.
He did have one cousin who’s taste was the same,
Cornelius kept his portrait in a colourful frame,
But his cousin would hide his penchant for loud colours,
Dressing plainly in public to be just like the others.
While Cornelius could envy his cousin at times,
Getting phone calls and visitors would be so sublime!
But changing who he was simply to get along,
Going against his true nature just seemed so wrong.
For Cornelius the cat enjoyed being unique,
Looking like everyone else wasn’t such a feat,
For what was so special about all being the same?
Cornelius thought not standing out was a shame.
So Cornelius will stay in his colourful home,
Without any visitors or calls on the phone,
And wear colours with patterns that are both bold and brash,
And continue to be different from all other cats!