Disclaimer: I don't own Cats.

This is a poem from Cassandra's point of view. She's telling Mistoffelees how she feels after each magic show he puts on, and how she wishes he'd love her instead of Jemima.

I'm glad I can be there to help you

When you begin to sparkle and shine

You always express your gratitude,

But after it's done, you're still not mine.

I love how you make the lightning

Match your sparkling character

You get almost everything you want

And still, you're looking at her.

I don't just want to be your aid

I'd love to become something more

Now you're laughing and flirting with her

I can't help it, my heart's a bit sore.

I may not be colorful, my coat's only one color

I may not be laughing, but a smile's just a start.

Please, for once just glance my way

You'll see a cat who's given you her heart.

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