Ziggy Stardust is a cat I found, Or should I say he found me. He climbed a tree up to my terrace, And mewed and mewed till I agreed. Ziggy Stardust is a hungry cat, He gobbles from bowl to bin, His tastes are not very refined, And he’s open to bones and fins. Ziggy Stardust is a crazy cat, He kicks his water bowl. Then he scurries along the trail of water, Trying to catch it as it flows. Ziggy Stardust is a friendly cat. He purrs, oh so constantly, He rolls over for a belly rub, Watch out — he just may nip suddenly. Ziggy Stardust is a scruffy cat, He fights with toms on the street. He comes home bruised but unafraid, Always ready for the next meet Ziggy Stardust is a sleepy cat, He likes to sleep stretched out, Not for him the cat-like curls, But he’ll do a cat-spring if you shout. Ziggy Stardust is a special cat, I’m so glad it was me he chose, He makes me smile when I am sad, And sprinkles stardust wherever he goes. (Samina Mishra is a documentary film-maker, writer and teacher based in New Delhi, with a special interest in media for and about children.) Come back for more Children's Day special stories tomorrow, November 14
