The kitty on the chair

On the kitchen chair, I spy a kitty sitting there (Careful to keep hidden For sitting there is forbidden). Around she peers To make sure no one's near. From there she jumps to the table From her perch on the chair. She sniffs the table and smells some meat, Then prances toward it on her nimble feet. Suddenly, she senses something amiss And grabs the meat with a warning hiss. She looks at me And switches her tail defiantly. Don't try to look innocent! This time You won't get away with your crime!