Bologna

As scentless as you appear to be, you are full of diverse aromas to me. As my perfume covers up your silky fur, all I hear you murmur is a soft "purr." Fat, similar to meatballs, you have the world's biggest bluest eyeballs. Kissing you isn't so tasty, and you can be considered the definition of lazy. When I tickle your chin, you push your face onto my skin and then I tend to grin. Many think you are just a creature, but they don't know your many hidden features If they knew you like I do, they would want to marry you too.