Silly firefox!

Your ears are not petals!

Your tail rings are not leaves!

As amongst proud plant posse you may bloom,

Red fur cannot photosynthesise! Please!

Your wish blinks flash photopsia—just that!

No sun to sugar, you bright shining cat!

Though, unlike a day’s daisy’s lovesick bud,

Unsure of which Valen-fate will be picked,

Rest assured that if you come down from there,

Your—not my—face will be the one lovingly licked! ; )