This is from Star Trek. Data gives a poem about his cat, Spot.
Lyrics: Felus cattus, Is your taxanomic noman quatour, an endothermic quadruped carnivorous by nature? Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses contribute to your hunting skills, and natural defenses I find myself intrigued by your sub-vocal osolations. A singular development of cat communications. That obviates your basic heetamistic credalections. For a ridden stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection, A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents, you would not be so agile if you lacked its counterpalates. And when not being utilized in to aid in locomotion, it often serves to often illustrate a state of your emotion. The complex levels of behavior you display, conote a fairly well developed cotton niveraye, and though you are not sentient, and cannot comprehend, I nonetheless consider you a true, and valued friend.
