Hang on, stitching together your page...
What to do?
Its cries are piteous
as it shivers and begins to tremble.
I am ignorant
I won’t dissemble
so to find my way I’ll have to bumble.
Warmth, at least, I can address.
Laying down, I’ll pull the kit in close.
But it now is making sucking motions
like a kitten after milky potion.
No, not milk!
I have a brilliant notion
how to solve my cathnid’s woes.