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Original London Lyrics - Act 2

THE MOMENTS OF HAPPINESS

THE MOMENTS OF HAPPINESS
WE HAD THE EXPERIENCE BUT MISSED THE MEANING,
AND APPROACH TO THE MEANING RESTORES THE EXPERIENCE
IN A DIFFERENT FORM, BEYOND ANY MEANING
WE CAN ASSIGN TO HAPPINESS...
THE PAST EXPERIENCE REVIVED IN THE MEANING
IS NOT THE EXPERIENCE OF ONE LIFE ONLY
BUT OF MANY GENERATIONS - NOT FORGETTING
SOMETHING THAT IS PROBABLY QUIET INEFFABLE...

MOONLIGHT; TURN YOUR FACE TO THE MOONLIGHT.
LET YOUR MEMORY LEAD YOU,
OPEN UP, ENTER IN,
IF YOU FIND THERE THE MEANING OF WHAT HAPPINESS IS
THEN A NEW LIFE WILL BEGIN.

MOONLIGHT; TURN YOUR FACE TO THE MOONLIGHT.
LET YOUR MEMORY LEAD YOU,
OPEN UP, ENTER IN,
IF YOU FIND THERE THE MEANING OF WHAT HAPPINESS IS
THEN A NEW LIFE WILL BEGIN.

GUS: THE THEATRE CAT

GUS IS THE CAT AT THE THEATRE DOOR.
HIS NAME, AS I OUGHT TO HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE,
IS REALLY ASPARAGUS. THAT'S SUCH A FUSS
TO PRONOUNCE, THAT WE USUALLY CALL HIM JUST GUS.
HIS COAT'S VERY SHABBY, HE'S THIN AS A RAKE.
AND HE SUFFERS FROM PALSY THAT MAKES HIS PAW SHAKE.
YET HE WAS, IN HIS YOUTH, QUITE THE SMARTEST OF CATS --
BUT NO LONGER A TERROR TO MICE AND TO RATS.

FOR HE ISN'T THE CAT THAT HE WAS IN HIS PRIME;
THOUGH HIS NAME WAS QUITE FAMOUS, HE SAYS, IN HIS TIME.
AND WHENEVER HE JOINS HIS FRIENDS AT THEIR CLUB
(WHICH TAKES PLACE AT THE BACK OF THE NEIGHBOURING PUB)
HE LOVES TO REGALE THEM, IF SOMEONE ELSE PAYS,
WITH ANECDOTES DRAWN FROM HIS PALMIEST DAYS.
FOR HE ONCE WAS A STAR OF THE HIGHEST DEGREE --
HE HAS ACTED WITH IRVING, HE'S ACTED WITH TREE.
AND HE LIKES TO RELATE HIS SUCCESS ON THE HALLS,
WHERE THE GALLERY ONCE GAVE HIM SEVEN CAT-CALLS.
BUT HIS GREATEST CREATION, AS HE LOVES TO TELL,
WAS FIREFROREFIDDLE, THE FIEND OF THE FELL.

'I HAVE PLAYED, IN MY TIME EVERY POSSIBLE PART,
AND I USED TO KNOW SEVENTY SPEECHES BY HEART.
I'D EXTEMPORIZE BACK-CHAT, I KNEW HOW TO GAG,
AND I KNEW HOW TO LET THE CAT OUT OF THE BAG.
AND I KNEW HOW TO ACT WITH MY BACK AND MY TAIL;
WITH AN HOUR OF REHEARSAL, I NEVER COULD FAIL.
I'D A VOICE THAT WOULD SOFTEN THE HARDEST OF HEARTS,
WHETHER I TOOK THE LEAD, OR IN CHARACTER PARTS.
I HAVE SAT BY THE BEDSIDE OF POOR LITTLE NELL;
WHEN THE CURFEW WAS RUNG THEN I SWUNG ON THE BELL.
IN THE PANTOMIME SEASON I NEVER FELL FLAT,
AND I ONCE UNDERSTUDIED DICK WHITTINGTON'S CAT.
BUT MY GRANDEST CREATION, AS HISTORY WILL TELL,
WAS FIREFROREFIDDLE, THE FIEND OF THE FELL.'

THEN, IF SOMEONE WILL GIVE HIM A TOOTHFUL OF GIN,
HE WILL TELL HOW HE ONCE PLAYED A PART IN EAST LYNNE.
AT A SHAKESPEARE PERFORMANCE HE ONCE WALKED ON PAT,
WHEN SOME ACTOR SUGGESTED THE NEED FOR A CAT.
AND I SAY: 'NOW, THESE KITTENS, THEY DO NOT GET TRAINED
AS WE DID IN THE DAYS WHEN VICTORIA REIGNED.
THEY NEVER GET DRILLED IN A REGULAR TROUPE,
AND THEY THINK THEY ARE SMART JUST TO JUMP THROUGH A HOOP.'
AND HE SAYS, AS HE SCRATCHES HIMSELF WITH HIS CLAWS,
'WELL, THE THEATRE'S CERTAINLY NOT WHAT IT WAS.
THESE MODERN PRODUCTIONS ARE ALL VERY WELL,
BUT THERE'S NOTHING TO EQUAL, FROM WHAT I HEAR TELL,
THAT MOMENT OF MYSTERY
WHEN I MADE HISTORY
AS FIREFROREFIDDLE, THE FIEND OF THE FELL.

I ONCE CROSSED THE STAGE ON A TELEGRAPH WIRE
TO RESCUE A CHILD WHEN A HOUSE WAS ON FIRE
AND I THINK THAT I STILL CAN, MUCH BETTER THAN MOST,
PRODUCE BLOOD CURDLING NOISES TO BRING ON A GHOST;
AND I ONCE PLAYED GROWLTIGER, COULD DO IT AGAIN -
COULD DO IT AGAIN...
COULD DO IT AGAIN...

GROWLTIGER'S LAST STAND

THE BALLAD OF BILLY McCAW

OH, HOW WELL I REMEMBER THE OLD BULL AND BUSH,
WHERE WE USED TO GO DOWN OF A SATTADAY NIGHT -
WHERE, WHEN ANYTHINK HAPPENED, IT COME WITH A RUSH,
FOR THE BOSS, MR. CLARK, HE WAS VERY POLITE:
A VERY NICE HOUSE, FROM BASEMENT TO GARRET
A VERY NICE HOUSE. AH, BUT IT WAS THE PARROT -
THE PARROT, THE PARROT NAMED BILLY M'CAW,
THAT BROUGHT ALL THOSE FOLK TO THE BAR.
AH! HE WAS THE LIFE OF THE BAR.
OF A SATTADAY NIGHT, WE WAS ALL FEELING BRIGHT,
AND LILY LA ROSE - THE BARMAID THAT WAS -
SHE'D SAY: "BILLY! BILLY M'CAW!

COME GIVE US COME GIVE US A DANCE ON THE BAR!
AND BILLY WOULD DANCE ON THE BAR.
AND BILLY WOULD DANCE ON THE BAR.
AND THEN WE'D FEEL BALMY, IN EACH EYE A TEAR,
AND EMOTION WOULD MAKE US ALL ORDER MORE BEER -

LILY, SHE WAS A GIRL WHAT HAD BRAINS IN HER HEAD;
SHE WOULDN'T HAVE NOTHINK, NO NOT THAT MUCH SAID.
IF IT COME TO AN ARGUMENT, OR A DISPUTE,
SHE'D SETTLE IT OFFHAND WITH THE TOE OF HER BOOT
OR AS LIKELY AS NOT PUT HER FIST THROUGH YOUR EYE.
BUT WHEN WE WAS THIRSTY, AND JUST A BIT SAD,
OR WHEN WE WAS HAPPY, AND JUST A BIT DRY.
SHE WOULD RAP ON THE BAR WITH THAT CORKSCREW SHE HAD
AND SAY: "BILLY!
BILLY M'CAW!
COME GIVE US A TUNE ON YOUR PASTORAL FLUTE!"
AND BILLY'D STRIKE UP ON HIS PASTORAL FLUTE.

AND BILLY'D STRIKE UP ON HIS PASTORAL FLUTE.
AND THEN WE'D FEEL BALMY, IN EACH EYE A TEAR
AND EMOTION WOULD MAKE US ALL ORDER MORE BEER

BILLY, BILLY M'CAW!
COME GIVE US A TUNE ON YOUR MOLEY GUITAR!"
AND BILLY'D STRIKE UP ON HIS MOLEY GUITAR.
AND BILLY'D STRIKE UP ON HIS MOLEY GUITAR.

AND THEN WE'D ALL FEEL BALMY, IN EACH EYE A TEAR
AND EMOTION WOULD MAKE US ALL ORDER MORE BEER
BILLY, BILLY M'CAW
COME GIVE US A TUNE ON YOUR MOLEY GUITAR AH
HE WAS THE LIFE OF THE BAR

SKIMBLESHANKS: THE RAILWAY CAT

SKIMBLESHANKS THE RAILWAY CAT
THE CAT OF THE RAILWAY TRAIN

THERE'S A WHISPER DOWN THE LINE AT 11.39
WHEN THE NIGHT MAIL'S READY TO DEPART,
SAYING SKIMBLE WHERE IS SKIMBLE HAS HE GONE TO HUNT THE THIMBLE
WE MUST FIND HIM OR THE TRAIN CAN'T START.
ALL THE GUARDS AND ALL THE PORTERS AND THE STATION-MASTER'S DAUGHTERS
WOULD BE SEARCHING HIGH AND LOW,
SAYING SKIMBLE WHERE IS SKIMBLE FOR UNLESS HE'S VERY NIMBLE
THEN THE NIGHT MAIL JUST CAN'T GO.
AT 11.42 WITH THE SIGNAL OVERDUE
AND THE PASSENGERS ALL FRANTIC TO A MAN -
THAT'S WHEN I WOULD APPEAR AND I'D SAUNTER TO THE REAR:
I'D BEEN BUSY IN THE LUGGAGE VAN!
THEN HE GAVE ON FLASH OF HIS GLASS-GREEN EYES AND THE SIGNAL WENT 'ALL CLEAR!'
THEY'D BE OFF AT LAST FOR THE NORTHERN PART OF THE NORTHERN HEMISPHERE!
SKIMBLESHANKS THE RAILWAY CAT THE CAT OF THE RAILWAY TRAIN

YOU COULD SAY THAT BY AND LARGE IT WAS ME WHO WAS IN CHARGE
OF THE SLEEPING CAT EXPRESS.
FROM THE DRIVER AND THE GUARDS TO THE BAGMEN PLAYING CARDS
I WOULD SUPERVISE THEM ALL, MORE OR LESS.
DOWN THE CORRIDOR HE PACES AND EXAMINES ALL THE FACES
OF THE TRAVELLERS IN THE FIRST AND IN THE THIRD;
HE ESTABLISHES CONTROL BY A REGULAR PATROL
AND HE'D KNOW AT ONCE IF ANYTHING OCCURRED.
HE WOULD WATCH YOU WITHOUT WINKING AND HE SAW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING
AND IT'S CERTAIN THAT HE DIDN'T APPROVE
OF HILARITY AND RIOT, SO THE FOLK WERE VERY QUIET
WHEN SKIMBLE WAS ABOUT AND ON THE MOVE.
YOU COULD PLAY NO PRANKS WITH SKIMBLESHANKS!

HE'S A CAT THAT COULDN'T BE IGNORED;
SO NOTHING WENT WRONG ON THE NORTHERN MAIL
WHEN SKIMBLESHANKS WAS ABOARD.

IT WAS VERY PLEASANT WHEN THEY HAD FOUND THEIR LITTLE DEN
WITH THEIR NAMES WRITTEN UP ON THE DOOR.
AND THE BERTH WAS VERY NEAT WITH A NEWLY FOLDED SHEET
OH AND NOT A SPECK OF DUST ON THE FLOOR.
THERE WAS EVERY SORT OF LIGHT - YOU COULD MAKE IT DARK OR BRIGHT:
AND A BUTTON YOU COULD TURN TO MAKE A BREEZE.
AND A FUNNY LITTLE BASIN YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO WASH YOUR FACE IN
AND A CRANK TO SHUT THE WINDOW SHOULD YOU SNEEZE.
THEN THE GUARD LOOKED IN POLITELY AND WOULD ASK YOU VERY BRIGHTLY
DO YOU LIKE YOUR MORNING TEA WEAK OR STRONG?
BUT I WAS JUST BEHIND HIM AND WAS READY TO REMIND HIM,
FOR SKIMBLE WON'T LET ANYTHING GO WRONG.

WHEN THEY CREPT INTO THEIR COSY BERTH AND PULLED UP THE COUNTERPANE
THEY OUGHT TO REFLECT THAT IT'S VERY NICE
TO KNOW THAT THEY WON'T BE BOTHERED BY MICE
THEY CAN LEAVE ALL THAT TO THE RAILWAY CAT
THE CAT OF THE RAILWAY TRAIN.

SKIMBLESHANKS THE RAILWAY CAT
THE CAT OF THE RAILWAY TRAIN

SKIMBLESHANKS THE RAILWAY CAT
THE CAT OF THE RAILWAY TRAIN.

IN THE WATCHES OF THE NIGHT I WAS ALWAYS FRESH AND BRIGHT;
EVERY NOW AND THEN I'D HAVE A CUP OF TEA
WITH PERHAPS A DROP OF SCOTCH WHILE I WAS KEEPING ON THE WATCH,
ONLY STOPPING HERE AND THERE TO CATCH A FLEA.
THEY WERE FAST ASLEEP AT CREWE AND SO THEY NEVER KNEW I WAS WALKING UP AND DOWN THE STATION;
THEY WERE SLEEPING ALL THE WHILE I WAS BUSY AT CARLISLE,
WHERE I MET THE STATIONMASTER WITH ELATION.

THEY MIGHT SEE ME AT DUMFRIES, IF I SUMMONED THE POLICE
IF THERE WAS ANYTHING THEY OUGHT TO KNOW ABOUT:
WHEN THEY GOT TO GALLOWGATE THERE THEY DID NOT HAVE TO WAIT -
FOR SKIMBLESHANKS WILL HELP THEM TO GET OUT!
AND HE GIVES YOU A WAVE OF HIS LONG BROWN TAIL
WHICH SAYS: 'I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN!
YOU WILL MEET WITHOUT FAIL ON THE MIDNIGHT RAIL
THE CAT OF THE RAILWAY TRAIN.'

SKIMBLESHANKS THE RAILWAY CAT
THE CAT OF THE RAILWAY TRAIN.

MACAVITY

MACAVITY'S A MYSTERY CAT: HE'S CALLED THE HIDDEN PAW -
FOR HE'S THE MASTER CRIMINAL WHO CAN DEFY THE LAW.
HE'S THE BAFFLEMENT OF SCOTLAND YARD, THE FLYING SQUAD'S DESPAIR:
FOR WHEN THEY REACH THE SCENE OF CRIME - MACAVITY'S NOT THERE!

MACAVITY, MACAVITY, THERE'S NO ONE LIKE MACAVITY,
HE'S BROKEN EVERY HUMAN LAW, HE BREAKS THE LAW OF GRAVITY.
HIS POWERS OF LEVITATION WOULD MAKE A FAKIR STARE,
AND WHEN YOU REACH THE SCENE OF CRIME - MACAVITY'S NOT THERE!
YOU MAY SEEK HIM IN THE BASEMENT, YOU MAY LOOK UP IN THE AIR -
BUT I TELL YOU ONCE AND ONCE AGAIN, MACAVITY'S NOT THERE!

MACAVITY'S A GINGER CAT, HE'S VERY TALL AND THIN;
YOU WOULD KNOW HIM IF YOU SAW HIM, FOR HIS EYES ARE SUNKEN IN.
HIS BROW IS DEEPLY LINED WITH THOUGHT, HIS HEAD IS HIGHLY DOMED;

HIS COAT IS DUSTY FROM NEGLECT, HIS WHISKERS ARE UNCOMBED.
HE SWAYS HIS HEAD FROM SIDE TO SIDE, WITH MOVEMENTS LIKE A SNAKE
AND WHEN YOU THINK HE'S HALF ASLEEP, HE'S ALWAYS WIDE AWAKE.

MACAVITY, MACAVITY, THERE'S NO ONE LIKE MACAVITY,
FOR HE'S A FIEND IN FELINE SHAPE, A MONSTER OF DEPRAVITY.
YOU MAY MEET HIM IN A BY-STREET, YOU MAY SEE HIM IN THE SQUARE -
BUT WHEN A CRIME'S DISCOVERED, THEN MACAVITY'S NOT THERE!

HE'S OUTWARDLY RESPECTABLE. (I KNOW HE CHEATS AT CARDS.)
AND HIS FOOTPRINTS ARE NOT FOUND IN ANY FILE OF SCOTLAND YARD'S.
AND WHEN THE LARDER'S LOOTED, OR THE JEWEL-CASE IS RIFLED,
OR WHEN THE MILK IS MISSING, OR ANOTHER PEKE'S BEEN STIFLED
OR THE GREENHOUSE GLASS IS BROKEN, AND THE TRELLIS PAST REPAIR -
THERE'S THE WONDER OF THE THING! MACAVITY'S NOT THERE!

MACAVITY, MACAVITY, THERE'S NO ONE LIKE MACAVITY
THERE NEVER WAS A CAT OF SUCH DECEITFULNESS AND SUAVITY.
HE ALWAYS HAS AN ALIBI, AND ONE OR TWO TO SPARE
WHAT EVER TIME THE DEED TOOK PLACE, MACAVITY WASN'T THERE.

AND THEY SAY THAT ALL THE CATS WHOSE WICKED DEEDS ARE WIDELY KNOWN
(I MIGHT MENTION MUNGOJERRIE, RUMPELTEAZER, GRIDDLEBONE)
ARE NOTHING MORE THAN AGENTS FOR THE CAT WHO ALL THE TIME
JUST CONTROLS THEIR OPERATIONS: THE NAPOLEON OF CRIME!

MACAVITY, MACAVITY THERE'S NO ONE LIKE MACAVITY.
HE'S A FIEND IN FELINE SHAPE A MONSTER OF DEPRAVITY.
YOU MAY MEET HIM IN A BY-STREET, YOU MAY SEE HIM IN THE SQUARE
BUT WHEN A CRIME'S DISCOVERED THEN
MACAVITY, MACAVITY, MACAVITY, MACAVITY
WHEN A CRIME'S DISCOVERED THEN
MACAVITY'S NOT THERE.

WE HAVE TO FIND OLD DEUTERONOMY.

MR. MISTOFFELEES

"YOU OUGHT TO ASK MR. MISTOFFELEES!
THE ORIGINAL CONJURING CAT -
THE GREATEST MAGICIANS HAVE SOMETHING TO LEARN
FROM MR. MISTOFFELEES' CONJURING TURN.

PRESTO!

CHORUS:
AND YOU'LL ALL SAY: OH!
WELL I NEVER
WAS THERE EVER
A CAT SO CLEVER
AS MAGICAL MR. MISTOFFELEES?

HE IS QUIET AND SMALL, HE IS BLACK
FROM HIS EARS TO THE TIP OF HIS TAIL;
HE CAN CREEP THROUGH THE TINIEST CRACK,
HE CAN WALK ON THE NARROWEST RAIL.
HE CAN PICK ANY CARD FROM A PACK,
HE IS EQUALLY CUNNING WITH DICE;
HE IS ALWAYS DECEIVING YOU INTO BELIEVING
THAT HE'S ONLY HUNTING FOR MICE.
HE CAN PLAY ANY TRICK WITH A CORK
OR A SPOON AND A BIT OF FISH-PASTE;
IF YOU LOOK FOR A KNIFE OR A FORK
AND THINK IT IS MERELY MISPLACED -
YOU HAVE SEEN IT ONE MOMENT? AND THEN IT IS GAWN!
BUT YOU'LL FIND IT NEXT WEEK LYING OUT ON THE LAWN.
AND WE ALL SAY: OH!
WELL I NEVER
WAS THERE EVER
A CAT SO CLEVER
AS MAGICAL MR. MISTOFFELEES!

WELL, HIS MANNER IS VAGUE AND ALOOF,
YOU WOULD THINK THERE WAS NOBODY SHYER -

BUT HIS VOICE HAS BEEN HEARD ON THE ROOF
WHEN HE WAS CURLED UP BY THE FIRE.
AND HE'S SOMETIMES BEEN HEARD BY THE FIRE
WHEN HE WAS AROUND ON THE ROOF -
(AT LEAST WE ALL HEARD THAT SOMEBODY PURRED)
WHICH IS INCONTESTABLE PROOF
OF HIS SINGULAR MAGICAL POWERS:
AND I HAVE KNOWN THE FAMILY TO CALL
HIM IN FROM THE GARDEN FOR HOURS,
WHILE HE WAS ASLEEP IN THE HALL.

AND NOT LONG AGO THIS PHENOMENAL CAT
PRODUCED SEVEN KITTENS RIGHT OUT OF A HAT!

CHORUS:
AND WE ALL SAY: OH!
WELL I NEVER!
WAS THERE EVER
A CAT SO CLEVER
AS MAGICAL MR. MISTOFFELEES?

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I GIVE YOU
MAGICAL MR. MISTOFFELEES!

MEMORY

MIDNIGHT. NOT A SOUND FROM THE PAVEMENT
HAS THE MOON LOST HER MEMORY,
SHE IS SMILING ALONE
IN THE LAMPLIGHT THE WITHERED LEAVES COLLECT AT MY FEET
AND THE WIND BEGINS TO MOAN.

MEMORY. ALL ALONE IN THE MOONLIGHT
I CAN SMILE AT THE OLD DAYS
I WAS BEAUTIFUL THEN.
I REMEMBER THE TIME I KNEW WHAT HAPPINESS WAS.
LET THE MEMORY LIVE AGAIN.

EVERY STREET LAMP SEEMS TO BEAT A FATALISTIC WARNING
SOMEONE MUTTERS, THE STREET LAMP GUTTERS, AND SOON IT WILL BE MORNING

DAYLIGHT. I MUST WAIT FOR THE SUNRISE
I MUST THINK OF A NEW LIFE
AND I MUSTN'T GIVE IN.
WHEN THE DAWN COMES TONIGHT WILL BE A MEMORY TOO
AND A NEW DAY WILL BEGIN.

BURNT OUT ENDS OF SMOKEY DAYS, THE STALE COLD SMELL OF MORNING
A STREET LAMP DIES, ANOTHER NIGHT IS OVER, ANOTHER DAY IS DAWNING

TOUCH ME, IT'S SO EASY TO LEAVE ME
ALL ALONE WITH THE MEMORY
OF MY DAYS IN THE SUN.
IF YOU TOUCH ME YOU'LL UNDERSTAND WHAT HAPPINESS IS
LOOK, THE NEW DAY HAS BEGUN.

JOURNEY TO THE HEAVISIDE LAYER

UP UP UP PAST THE RUSSELL HOTEL
UP UP UP TO THE HEAVISIDE LAYER

THE AD-DRESSING OF CATS

YOU'VE HEARD OF SEVERAL KINDS OF CAT,
AND MY OPINION NOW IS THAT
YOU SHOULD NEED NO INTERPRETER
TO UNDERSTAND OUR CHARACTER.
YOU'VE LEARNED ENOUGH TO TAKE THE VIEW
THAT CATS ARE VERY MUCH LIKE YOU.
YOU'VE SEEN US BOTH AT WORK AND GAMES
AND LEARNT ABOUT OUR PROPER NAMES.
OUR HABITS AND OUR HABITAT:
BUT
HOW WOULD YOU AD-DRESS A CAT?

SO FIRST, YOUR MEMORY I'LL JOG,
AND SAY: A CAT IS NOT A DOG.

NOW DOGS PRETEND THEY LIKE TO FIGHT;
THEY OFTEN BARK, MORE SELDOM BITE;
BUT YET A DOG IS, ON THE WHOLE,
WHAT YOU WOULD CALL A SIMPLE SOUL.

THE USUAL DOG ABOUT THE TOWN
IS MUCH INCLINED TO PLAY THE CLOWN.
AND FAR FROM SHOWING TOO MUCH PRIDE
IS FREQUENTLY UNDIGNIFIED.

HE'S SUCH AN EASY-GOING LOUT,
HE'LL ANSWER ANY HAIL OR SHOUT.

THE USUAL DOG ABOUT TOWN
IS INCLINED TO PLAY THE CLOWN
AGAIN I MUST REMIND YOU THAT A DOG'S A DOG
A CAT'S A CAT

WITH CATS, SOME SAY, ONE RULE IS TRUE:
DON'T SPEAK TILL YOU ARE SPOKEN TO.
MYSELF, I DO NOT HOLD WITH THAT -
I SAY, YOU SHOULD AD-DRESS A CAT.
BUT ALWAYS KEEP IN MIND THAT HE
RESENTS FAMILIARITY.
YOU BOW, AND TAKING OFF YOUR HAT,
AD-DRESS HIM IN THIS FORM: O CAT!

BEFORE A CAT WILL CONDESCEND
TO TREAT YOU AS A TRUSTED FRIEND,
SOME LITTLE TOKEN OF ESTEEM
IS NEEDED, LIKE A DISH OF CREAM;
AND YOU MIGHT NOW AND THEN SUPPLY
SOME CAVIARE, OR STRASSBURG PIE,
SOME POTTED GROUSE, OR SALMON PASTE -
HE'S SURE TO HAVE HIS PERSONAL TASTE.

AND SO IN TIME YOU REACH YOUR AIM.
AND CALL HIM BY HIS NAME.

A CAT'S ENTITLED TO EXPECT THESE
EVIDENCES OF RESPECT
SO THIS IS THIS, AND THAT IS THAT:
AND THERE'S HOW YOU AD-DRESS A CAT.

A CAT'S ENTITLED TO EXPECT THESE
EVIDENCES OF RESPECT
SO THIS IS THIS, AND THAT IS THAT:
AND THERE'S HOW YOUAD-DRESS A CAT.


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