O’Malley, The Bobby Cat

Every evening at, oh, around quarter past eight
You are likely to see him around the park’s gate
O’Malley, the Bobby Cat, walking his beat
Keeping rodents in check while patrolling the streets

They say he was once just a wild alley cat
In The War, no one knew where O’Malley was at
He returned with a new found respect for the law
But still tough as nails, with the sharpest of claws

With dignified grace he now strolls through his beat
Policing his city for something delicious to eat
And occasionally he’ll chat up a jellicle lady
Or roust out a tomcat who looks a bit shady

Now, you may have heard of the most Awefull Battle
‘Twixt the Peke and the Pollicle Boisterous Rabble
O’Malley watched without bother to get involved
(‘Twas a matter best left to be sorted by dogs)

Written by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
Published | Edited 1st Oct 2019
Author's Note
Inspired by Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats
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