"I once was a Pirate what sailed the 'igh seas -
But now I've retired as a com-mission-aire:
And that's how you find me a-takin' my ease
And keepin' the door in a Bloomsbury Square.

'Ello. Me name be Morgan. Cat Morgan, tha'tis. Ya'll know 'bout me pals. Ya know 'bout Growltiger, me ship mate. Ya know 'bout Macavity, me biggest enemy. But ya know what? Ya'll don't know notin' 'bout me.

Me kits were known for a while. They all was wit' tha crowd. But they all was gotten rid of, like me. Me good son, Carbucketty, decided ta set us up a lil' home, wher' we all coul' be together an' not 'have ta worry 'bout tha pop' cats. Tha ones ya'll know all 'bout. 'E say ta me, "Papa, I gonna make us a spot wher' we can be known." So ya'll know what 'e did? 'E made up this lil' spot.

Me other sons are kind 'arted, but they never was as clever as me 'Bucketty. 'E got class, that boy. An' I know tha'tif 'e'd gotten wit' tha pop' crowd, 'e'd be one tha dames loved. Like that one Tom. What 'is name? I don' 'member. Me memory is leaving fast. I used ta be a true Tom, like that boy. Now, I's lived a few too many years on this earth. But I knows me a many good story, an ya'll can always come on over if ya'll wanna 'ear a good tale.

I used ta travel tha barges with Growltiger. But that was years an' years ago. 'E was a true Tom too, an' always loved a new gal. Me, I was keen on stayin' wit' one dame. 'Er name is gone wit' me memory, but I 'member she was tha momma of me sons. All five of 'em was mothered by 'er. Ol 'Tiger didn't understand how much we was lovin' each other, 'til he foun' himself a lady ta stay wit'. But that didn't last long. He 'ad a bud that I didn't like ver' much, and he didn't like 'Tiger's gal. So 'e went off and murdered poor 'Tiger, and left his lady to drowning. I never liked that lad. But, Heaviside knows I can't bring 'Tiger back to this worl'. He be gone fa good. See, I tol' ya I could tell a good tale. An' one day, me sons'll tell the tale of their papa. An' their sons'll tell about 'em, an' so on for generations. 'Cause we was brought ta da worl' for a reason. An' no one'll ever forget ol Cat Morgan.