Bit Of Bad Luck Poem by Ima Ryma

This black cat thinks I'm by myself.
My human has left our home.
And so I jump up on the shelf
Where I am not supposed to roam.
I guess becuz there's stuff up here
That if I cause to fall will break.
Bad luck my human seems to fear.
I'll be careful for good luck sake.
I know my human dotes on me,
Becuz there's a mug up here that
Was acquired especially,
Imprinted thereon a black cat.

There's not too much that I can do,
Bad luck is mine, cuz comes guess who!