Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Bit of Bad Luck

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!