ok Ian..... here's one......(he's finally getting organized) more to follow soon I hope........

HECTOR THE DOPE-SNIFFING HOUND. c.Mike Absalom 1970

Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound
Used to be seen around town
With Inspectors and Pigs, he was one of the Bigs:
A bark from that narc sent you down!

One night they were casing a joint.
On point duty Hector did point
At the small herbal fag. Then he took a sly drag,
Saying: Bow wow........WOW!.... What's the point!

Chorus:

Now amoung the butterflies and flies he flies,
Closing his eyes,
Ladybirds and beetles passing him by.
Lazy days and summer ways, skies corn flower blue;
Hectore defector, frollicking in the dew!

Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound
Was out through the door in a bound.
Now he wanders at large shouting out: What's the charge:
Afghan Black or Mongolian Brown?

Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound
Was the most dogmatic dog in the pound.
But now he's a drop-out. His eyes nearly pop out,
Going round and around and around.

(CHORUS)

His number was PC K-9,
But now he's smashed all the time.
Under floorboards and mats he goes chasing cats
Instead of unearthing Cocaine.

Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound
Has recently gone underground.
He's the only coyote who's dropped pure peyote
Hector the Dope Sniffing Hound.

(CHORUS)