The Sensitive Prince Tantra

What are you most sensitive about? 

Inspired by the recent QotD, I wrote a silly little Miao-poem on Prince Tantra's behalf.  Ideally, each verse should be accompanied by an illustrative photograph, but Vox photos are so hard to format that I'll skip that part.  It's silly, and it's the first poem I've written since 2nd grade (except for hai-kus), but hopefully it will meet with my feisty Fluff-Puff's approval.

Napping Purrfection

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Prince Tantra is a sensitive lil’ purr
If things aren't just so, he will wonder
Why no one seems to love him anymore.
He’ll nurse his feelings, which you have made sore,
Thinking, When you walked by my kitty bed,
Why didn’t you stop to pet and kiss my head?
I chose my nap spot just for that reason
So I could collect my toll of pettings.
And why did you take Baby Lotus's side
When you know his antics I can’t abide?
Why did I get my fishies very last
When you served all my brothers their breakfast?
Am I not deserving of daily food,
Or are you deliberately crossing my mood?
Why are your eyes transfixed on the TV
Instead of gazing lovingly at me?
Am I not more beautiful than the show?
You have grown tired of me – say it isn’t so!
Woe!  my tail you have been neglecting
Even though all others are measly string
When compared to its luscious floofiness.
So I say you have been more than remiss
In expressing your love for me.  Is it
No wonder that I am compelled to hiss?