Dear
God please send me somebody who'll care!
I'm
tired of running, sick with despair
My
body is aching, it's so racked with pain
And
dear God I pray as I run in the rain
That
someone will love me and give me a home
A
warm cosy bed and a big juicy bone
My
last owner tied me all day in the yard
Sometimes
with no water and God that was hard!
So
I chewed my leash God; and I ran away
To
rummage in garbage; to live like a stray
But
now God I'm tired; and hungry and cold
And
I'm oh so afraid; that I'll never grow old
They've
chased me with sticks; hit me with stones
While
I run the streets; just looking for bones
I'm
not really bad God; please help if you can
For
I have become just another "victim of man!"
I'm
wormy dear God; and I'm riddled with fleas
And
all I ever wanted; was an owner to please
If
you find one for me God; I'll try to be good
I
won't chew their shoes; and I'll do as I should
I'll
love them; protect them; and try to obey
When
they tell me to sit; to lie down or to stay!
I
don't think I'll make it; too long on my own
Cause
I'm getting so weak; and I'm oh so alone
Each
night as I sleep in the bushes I cry
Cause
I'm so afraid God; that I'm going to die
I've
got so much love; and devotion to give
That
I should be given; a new chance to live
So
dear God please; oh please; answer my prayer
And
send me to somebody; who will really care
This
is dear God; if Your really there!
John Quealy