Siren Song

With claws like mine my name sure ain't Santa As a matter of fact I'm locally known as Diana I sit in my window and wave at the other cats passing by I'm not much for chatter I just give them a wink of eye eye Those eyes are blue and they glow in the dark Like that Cheshire Cat whose eyes were there even when he was not But a wink won't say much about the tiger within I'm full of spice and vinegar and maybe a little bit of sin I'd invite you in but the claws I mentioned don't work on door knobs But they're real good for kneading biscuits and other odd jobs I'll say Ta Ta it's now time for my din If you pass by I'm sure you'll see me in the window again