Gervase ,you should have asked...
THE CAT THAT ROAMED

By Malcolm Austen

In the West End of Hayes lives a working man
He says I can't fly but me moggie can
He comes flying back to me
Lifted up by next-doors toe

There's a pigeon loft in next-doors yard
With locks and bars O entry was hard
But Charlie had a dream
Oh how he would scheme
Just to get amongst them for his tea

It was 1950, that's ten to eight
When the neighbour made his big mistake
Left the door open wide
Charlie got inside
Sometimes it seems your dreams come true

In the West End of Hayes life was hard
And so were those pigeons in next doors yard
Have you seen what beaks can do
It was far more peck than chew
Poor old Charlie how his fur did fly

The neighbour stormed out in a rage
To see Charlie fall out of that cage
He said cat you're going to fly
I'll lift you up so high
You'll think your never coming down

I was off with me mates for a pint or two
When I saw a bit of orange flash up in the blue
It's Charlie the cat that roamed
Flying back to his West End home
Come outside he's crashed upon the path

Get on up you flat moggie
And I'll fetch the vet to thee
Charlie I told you so
I warned you not to go
Now you'll need a lift just to reach me knee

In the West End of Hayes lives a working man
He says I can't fly but me moggie can
He comes flying back to me
Lifted up by next-doors toe

MAY1990