Dogged

Dogged

I had a black dog follow me home
though I told it to go away:
it took no heed coz it wanted a feed,
then somehow the beast came to stay.

I had a black dog in my house
(Dear Lord it ruled my life)
though afterwards I felt a louse
my moods sure hurt the wife.

I had a black dog in my bed:
how it made my poor head ache
when it curled up close as a shadow can,
though I pleaded “for pity’s sake!”

That stinking black dog came to work
till I took to drinking rum.
My friends said “best get rid of it mate,
or he’ll soon do you harm”.

How I hated him coz he ruined me life,
with all his lowdown tricks.
What could I do? Were he alive,
I’dve beaten him with sticks!

At last I went and saw the doc,
who gave me a “happy pill”.
Then, joy of joys, while I slowly improved
that mongrel dog got ill.

I found someone to really talk through
those black dog thoughts of mine.
I laughed at lots of comedies, tried
new hobbies to enjoy my time.

That black dog full of cunning teeth,

grabbed hold odd times of day,
as though he felt unwanted now,
but didn’t want to go away.

When that old cur came creeping close,
I kicked him up the date,
I told it “no longer intrested”
and chased him out the gate.

If that black dog gets in your head-
if you’re feeling down and blue-
this advice please take, for your own sake:
find help and get quit of him too.

Dogged

goanna

Rockhampton, Australia

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Dedicated to Movember and to anyone with depression

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