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Gus is the cat at the theatre door
His name,
as I ought to have told you before
Is really Asparagus,
and that's a fuss to pronounce
That we usually call him just Gus
His coat's very shabby,
he's thin as a rake
And he suffers from
palsy that makes his paw shake
Yet he was in his youth quite
the smartest of cats
But no longer a terror
to mice or to rats

For he isn't the cat that
he was in his prime
Though his name was quite famous,
he says, in his time
And whenever he joins
his friends at their club
(Which takes place at
the back of the neighboring pub)
He loves to regale them,
if someone else pays
With anecdotes drawn from
his palmiest days
For he once was a star of
the highest degree
He has acted with Irving,
he's acted with Tree
And he likes to relate
his success on the halls
Where the gallery once gave him
seven cat calls
But his greatest creation
as he loves to tell
Was Firefrorefiddle,
the fiend of the fell

I have played in my time
every possible part
And I used to know seventy
speeches by heart
I'd extemporize backchat, I
knew how to gag
And I knew how to let
the cat out of the bag
I knew how to act with
my back and my tail
With an hour of rehearsal,
I never could fail
I'd a voice that would soften
the hardest of hearts
Whether I took the lead,
or in character parts
I have sat by the bedside of
poor little Nell
When the curfew was rung
then I swung on the bell
In the pantomime season,
I never fell flat
And I once understudied
Dick Whittington's cat
But my grandest creation,
as history will tell
was Firefrorefiddle,
the fiend of the fell

Then,
if someone will give
him a toothful of gin
He will tell how
he once played a part in East Lynne
At a Shakespeare performance
he once walked on pat
When some actor suggested
the need for a cat

And I say now these kittens,
they do not get trained
As we did in the days
when Victoria reigned
They never get drilled
in a regular troupe
And they think they are smart
just to jump through a hoop

And he says as he scratches
himself with his claws
Well the theatre is certainly
not what is was
These modern productions are
all very well
But there's nothing to equal
from what I hear tell
That moment of mystery
when I made history
As Firefrorefiddle,
the fiend of the fell

I once crossed the stage
on the telegraph wire
To rescue a child
when a house was on fire
And I think that
I still can much better than most
Produce blood curdling noises
to bring on the ghost
And I once played Growltiger
Could do it again,
could do it again
Could do it again