As a young kitten
You were the size of a mitten.
As fluffy as a bear
With angora-like hair.
Your giant, wide head
Wobbled on a toothpick body
Your purr similar to a VW engine
Humming along like a song from the Grateful Dead.
Named after a poet I had to study.
You, like Percy Bysshe Shelley, are often seen as feminine.