My Cat Named Mischievous

My cat is aptly named Mischievous A little ball of fur She doesn't weigh much But how dearly I love her She always spills her milk Then licks her whiskers clean She doesn't do it on purpose She doesn't seem to be mean She lays on the carpet Rolled up into a ball In her mind she is thinking I might trip and fall She's always hiding somewhere Especially underneath my chair Suddenly she jumps out Trying to give me a scare I wouldn't trade her for anything She is so precious to me Even though she is Mischievous It's very plain to see She's always under foot Especially when I am trying to work In her mind I'm the one who is the jerk In spite of all this We will have a little chat I'll try to make her understand But darn it I don't speak cat