It was a day of significance for the Alley Cat Band
A dead cat was found lying in the alley on the sand.
The Chief Inspector of cats came to have a look
He took down some points in his pocketbook
“Poisoned”, he wrote,” Then beaten with a stick,”
Undoubtedly, the death was very quick.
The sergeant put up a notice on the wall of a house,
“Whoever catches the killer shall be the rewarded mouse.”
The Alleycats were excited, they spread out everywhere
They hid behind curtains, they hid on the stairs
Some prowled in the garden, some walked on the street
But the cat killer none of them ever did meet
At last a brave little cat called Hon
Walked into a large house, holding a gun.
The house had dark windows and heavy doors,
Inside, a maid was sweeping the floor
Hon passed by her, unnoticed, into a room
The room was dark and dusty, the picture of gloom.
On a bed in the center, a fat old body lay
She had a stick beside her, and a bottle of poison on a tray,
Hon wasted no time, he whisked out his cellular phone,
And waited till he heard a “miaow” on the dial tone
He spoke to the Chief Inspector and gave him the news
He promised to arrive soon with his army of mews.
And soon, there was a ‘Rat-a’tat’and Hon opened the door,
And hundreds of armed cats came marching across the floor
The Chief Inspector, with his dart gun, led his army of cats
The maid dropped broom in fright and hid under a mat
Hon led them to the room where the culprit lay,
Who surprised was hundreds of snarls coming her way
The Inspector shot his dart gun loaded with fish bones
The Alleycats started throwing their stones
With a length of eating gut, Hon tied the lady well.
And from her bed, the fat old woman fell!
Thousands of valley cats cheered as the culprit was dragged to the jail
The Honorablerable Judge of Cats refused to let her out on bail.
So a Court of Justice was held the following day
Where the Chief Inspector had a lot to say,
Hon was brought in as a witness, in the case of cat killing
And the old lady was accused of the killing
The Inspector brought the proof-the bottle poison and the stick “There’s blood smeared on it” he decided with a lick.
So the old woman was charged with the most offensive crime Which is murdering a prowling cat at night time.
Hon got his mouse, and the killer her life imprisonment in the jail
And as the judge said, there would be no bail,
So a cell large enough to fit her constructed.
In this gloomy prison, the fat old lady was led.
So there the cat killer spends the rest of her life
And Hon enjoyed eating his mouse with a fork and knife.