Cat Mafia

We’re coming to a workplace near you,
Selling raffle tickets, collecting bottles,
Pimping baked fare all for the cause,
Like that grand promenade around the block
With tails up in the air.
Yes, fight the good fight.

We’re coming to a neighborhood near you,
Setting traps, hurrying with cat carriers,
Baiting with sardines, tuna, too.
Temptations like little fat hosts
Keeping tabs on strays, our own
Witness protection program.

We’re coming into our own these days,
No longer just crazy old ladies flushed out
of their homes with eleven cats,
We are the new big sexy
Cat Woman style, funky, clunky gear.
We are cat-a-licious, so they say.