He saunters in
jet black
hair slicked back
so cool
“who’s dat”?
its de cat
de cat wid de tat
A quick preen
he reviews the scene
a practised scan
eyes deadpan
“who’s zat”
I just told you man
it’s de cat wid de tat
The music starts
he starts to sway
then a little spray
looking round
a handshake and a pat
he biffs his hat
de cat wid de tat
But he’s not here to dance
he needs a drink
and some time to think
he moves to the bar
“gimme the usual mate
and don’t ask what’s that
you silly pratt!”
Buurp! “That’s goood!”
mmm let me see
now I needs some food
hey waiter
I want to order
a big fat
juicy rat
The joint is quite
hushed
furtive glances
distracted dances
a massive belly-on
collapso splat
he falls on the mat
Ah! That’s great
life’s so good
let the drums roll
gimme an encore
rat ta tat
for the one and only
cat wid de tat!
But, then a curse
“off there – dam it Cat!”
A shove – “wake up!”
Oh dear – time to move
the borders are home – drat
but I suppose it is their flat
These people
will never know
what it is to live
with a legend
the one and only
cat
de cat wid a tat!
