There's this man
Gets the miseries
The black dog comes
Howling outside his abode
He - the hound that is, or maybe it's she!
Keeps on barking, howling
The bloke soon becomes a misery guts!

Then he reads another man's works

The unhappy bloke lives in the South of
The writing man that is

Then despite his the man's mood, he begins a smiling

Begins to chuckle and laugh out loud, and crakes up!
His mises runs into the bedroom, fearing the worse
To find her hubby happily hysterical
The black dog had been sent packing, tail between its legs!

The Wabbit Now On The Wane Soon back - Back In Its Hole

Where Dat Rascally Wabbit Belongs!

Ken D. Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith Of Thanet