Kitty Kat

When I am writing I have a companion/ no it's not human, it's an animal one/ a little black kitty that sits on my desk/ I love her to bits but she can be a pest/ Standing on the keyboard so that I make errors/ clawing my cushions to get to the feathers/ her tail in my face so that I can't see/ Her head in my cup drinking my tea/ Miaowing and squeaking to get my attention/ But I cannot work with such intervention/ if I bribe her with food and make sure she's fed/ she might in a while curl up on her bed/ but her fat little belly she brings to my side/ and watches me typing with eyes open wide/ reaches her paws across both my hands/ and flops on my lap like a world weary man/ She's must think my lap is very inviting/ or maybe she wants me to write some exciting/ Adventuress story about things that i wish/ or maybe she's simply dreaming of fish/ With her little button nose and her oriental eyes/ She watches the birds circling round in the skies/ She's a cute little bundle, i'll give her that/ but I really can't work with a cat in my lap/