Macavity : The Mystery Cat Poem – T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)

Macavity the Mystery Cat, also called the Hidden Paw, is a fictional character and the main antagonist in T. S. Eliot’s 1939 poetry book Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats. He also appears in the Andrew Lloyd Webber 1981 musical Cats, which is based on Eliot’s book. Macavity is a master criminal and con artist; he possesses mystical powers and is the antagonist of the musical.

Macavity : The Mystery Cat Poem - T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)
Macavity : The Mystery Cat Poem – T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)

Macavity : The Mystery Cat Poem – T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)

Macavity’s a Mystery Cat: he’s called the

Hidden PaW-

For he’s the master criminal who can defy the

Law.,

He’s the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the

Flying Squad’s despair:

For when they reach the scene of

crime-Macavity’s not there!

Macavity, Macavity, there’s no on like

Macavity,

He’s broken every human law, he breaks the

law of gravity.

His powers oflevitation would make a fakir

stare,

And when you reach the scene of

crime-Macavity’s not there!

You may seek him in the basement, you may

look up in the air–

But I tell you once and once again, Macavity’s

not there!

Macavity’s a ginger cat, he’s very tall and thin;

You would know him if you saw him, for his

eyes are sunken in.

His brow is deeply lined with thought, his

head is highly doomed;

His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are

uncombed.

He sways his head from side to side, with

movements like a snake;

And when you think he’s half asleep, he’s

always wide awake.

Macavity, Macavity, there’s no one like

Macavity,

For he’s a fiend in feline shape, a monster of

depravity.

You may meet him in a by-street, you may see

him in the square-

But when a crime’s discovered, then Macavity’s

not there!

He’s outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats

at cards.)

And his footprints are not found in any file of

Scotland Yard’s.

And when the larder’s looted, or the jewel-case

rifled,

Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke’s

been stifled,

Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the

trellis past repair-

Ay, there’s the wonder of the thing! Macavity’s

not there!

And when the Foreign Ofice finds a Treaty’s

gone astray,

Or the Admiralty lose some plans and

drawings by the way,

Ihere may be a scap of paper in the hall or on

the stair–

But it’s useless of investigate-Macavity’s not

there!

And when the loss has been disclosed, the

Secret Service say:

“It must have been Macavity!”–but he’s a mile

away.

You’ll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking

of his thumbs,

Or engaged in doing complicated long division

sums.

Macavity, Macavity, there’s no one like

Macacity,

There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and

suavity.

He always has an alibit, or one or two to spare:

And whatever time the deed took

place–MACAVITY WASN’T THERE!

And they say that all the Cats whose wicked

deeds are widely known

(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might

mention Griddlebone)

Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who

all the time

Just controls their operations: the Napoleo

Crime!

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