Gytrash

Yes that right I’m the donny The Dog that rules them all

I show no fear I beat the lot They cower with their paws Over their eyes The whining hounds How dare they even look When I stroll past So bold and strong With that bone of yours I took.

Not because I needed it I do not go hungry Because I am the Ghost of dogs An amalgamation of us all. The Great Dog in the sky.

If you see me, coming by It is because another’s passed Nod your head to me In respect And I may Give you a glance.

Poem by Jessica Symons Artwork and Folklore research by Hannah Mosley Narrated by Mike Wardle