"I remember as it were a meal ago"

Said Tommy the Cat as he reeled back to 
clear whatever foreign matter may have nestled 
its way into his mighty throat.
Many a fat alley rat had met 
its demise while staring point blank down 
the cavernous barrel of this awesome prowling machine.
 [bad word] a wonder of nature this urban predator.
Tommy the cat had many a story to tell,
But it was a rare occasion such as this that he did. 

"She came slidin' down the alleyway 
like butter drippin' off a hot biscuit.
The aroma, the mean scent, was enough to 
arouse suspicion in even the oldest of 
Tigers that hung around the hot spot in those days.
The sight was beyond belief.
Many a head snapped for double - even triple - 
takes as this vivacious feline made her her 
way into the delta of the alleyway where 
the most virile of the young 
tabbys were known to hang out. 

They hung in droves. Such a multitude of 
masculinity could only be found in one place...
And that was O'malley's Alley.

The air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended),
But not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as 
she sauntered up into the heart of the alley.
She knew what she wanted.
She was lookin' for that stud bull, the he cat.
And that was me. 

Tommy the Cat is my name and I say unto thee... 

"Say baby do you wanna lay down by me"