Choreographic Cat

One day I found a quadruped

Feline, I would say

Who had a unique talent

For in a strange way

He could dance

I called him McMaster

And he ran away

But I knew deep inside

He'd come home one day

And so he did

One night I threw a party

And broke it I'm afraid

So we all started dancing

And from out of the shade

Came McMaster

He twitched his whiskers

And waggled his tail

Although he was little

And looked very frail

He really could dance

Fred Astaire stared

And the Bee Gees stopped singing

As McMaster they saw

His feet and paws swinging

In a disco delight

He just kept on dancing

And we all got bored

But McMaster didn't like it

All this being ignored

And so he left