The Melancholy Collie
I AM A BONNIE SHEEPDOG,
MY WHOLE LIFE IS UPSIDE DOWN,
'CAUSE MY ONE TIME HAPPY MASTER,
NOW FOREVER WEARS A FROWN.
I AM PRACTICALLY REDUNDANT,
AND I SUPPOSE IT MUST BE SAID,
THERE'S NOT MUCH ROUNDING UP TO DO,
WHEN THE SHEEP ARE IN THE SHED.
YOU SEE MY CHARGES USED TO GRAZE,
QUITE NEAR THE GARRY BOG,
BEFORE THAT BLOODY PANTHER CAME,
AH! JUST ONE MAN AND HIS DOG.
OH! DAMN AND BLAST THAT MANGY BRUTE ,
COAT AND SOUL AS BLACK AS NIGHT,
OR PUMA BEIGE OR SANDY BROWN,
WHO GAVE OUR EWES A FRIGHT.
I'M GETTING FAT AND OUT OF SHAPE,
FROM LYING ON THE MAT,
MY CAREER IT LIES IN RUINS,
AND FOR WHAT ? A BLOODY CAT!!.
SO SLING YOUR HOOK "YE SLEEKIT BASTE",
IM AFRAID THAT'S HOW I FEEL,
AND LET ME GET SOME PRACTISE,
FOR THE TRIALS AT LOUGHGUILE.
By 'Shep'
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