and the new baby cat is named

Muscled, black with steel green eye 

Swishing through the rye grass 

With thoughts of mouse and apple pie 

Tail balancing at half mast 

And the mouse police never sleeps 

Lying in the cherry tree 

Savage bed foot warmer 

Of purest feline ancestry 

Look out, little furry folk 

He's the all night working cat

Eats but one in every ten 

Leaves the others on the mat 

And the mouse police never sleeps

Waiting by the cellar door 

Window box town crier 

Birth and death registrar

With claws that rake a furrow red 

Licensed to mutilate 

From warm milk on a lazy day 

To dawn patrol on hungry hate 

No, the mouse police never sleeps 

Climbing on the ivy 

Windy roof top weathercock 

Warm blooded night on a cold tile 

The mouse police never sleeps 

The mouse police never sleeps 

The mouse police never sleeps...

Ian Anderson is a cat lover...especially black cats.  I have loved Jethro Tull since the first note of the first song I ever heard.  This song expresses cats so well.  Mr. Anderson has written several songs about his dear black cats.

My new baby cat's name is Tull.