Midnight. A knock at the door.
Open it? Better Had.
Three Heavy cats, mean and bad.![](../sound)
They offer protection. I ask, ‘ What for?’
The Boss-cat snarls, ‘You know the score. ![](../sound)
Listen man and listen good
If you wanna stay in the neighbourhood, ![](../sound)
Pay your dues or the toms will call
And wail each night on the backyard wall.![](../sound)
Mangle the flowers, and as for the lawn
A smelly minefield awaits you at dawn.’ ![](../sound)
These guys meant business without a doubt
Three cans of tuna, I handed them out. ![](../sound)
They then disappeared like bats into hell
Those bad, bad cats from the CPL. ![](../sound)
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