She wakes up in the morning
A bad taste in her mouth
She’s so disorientated
She doesn’t know north from south.
She gets up and puts her clothes on
Lights a cigarette
And even though she hates it
She’s not giving up yet.
Oh she needs all the help she can get
To get through her days at the vets
And nobody’s cottoned on yet
That she is nobody's pet
***
She goes out to the bus stop
Standing in the rain
And though she doesn’t show it
It’s hard to stand the pain.
Her hand goes to her handbag
Searching for a pill
And though you wouldn’t know it
She’s feeling rather ill.
Oh she needs all the help she can get
To get through her days at the vets
And nobody’s cottoned on yet
That she is nobody's pet
***
She calls in at the wine bar
Dying for a drink
She’s stumbling for the right words
But she just can’t think.
She goes home feeling awful
And falls onto her bed
She’s fumbling for a bratwurst
She’s giving it some head.
Oh she needs all the help she can get
To get through her days at the vets
And nobody’s cottoned on yet
That she is nobody's pet.
***
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Liam Ireland
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