Thirst: Caught between a Man and a Tomcat

You wished to slake your thirst, did you?
    You kept your bottle on a slab, didn't you?
    Did you notice a tomcat, with all its teeth,
   Fierce in look, and its love for fish -- a myth?

You were thirsty, took a sip or two
   From the bottle that you had with you,
      And then the tomcat through the painting
      With all its greed, kept ,unabashedly, staring.

By then, you drank more than half the drink
   Though the tomcat wished to gulp and sink
    In its nectarine flavor and charming taste
   But you knew what would be, for you, the best.

No matter how the tomcat grinned
   And all his gap-toothed horror, did unwind,
  Leaving us all in dumps or with looks, dour,
    Quenching thirst is not easy though attempts,
                   at times, prove poor!