The Mischievious Cat

The cat I had was full of mischief
She ate the next door neighbour's chicken
Then, she dragged in a kitten for her child
Then wouldn't you know
She had a batch of eight of her own
She kept us noticing her still
She chewed my brother's mittens
She pulled the hair out of mother's wig
She got into the fish left on the counter
She ate it all up--every lick
Finally, we got her to behave.
1976