"Bring Them Inside"

Dear God, please send me somebody who'll care.

I'm so tired of running and sick with despair.

My body is aching and filled with such pain;

And dear God I pray, as I run in the rain

That someone will love me and give me a home,

A warm cozy bed, and food of my own.

My last owner left me alone in the yard...

I watched as they moved, and God that was hard.

So I waited a while, then went on my way

To rummage in garbage and live as a stray.

But now, God, I'm so tired and hungry and cold;

And I'm so afraid that I'll never grow old.

They've chased me with sticks and hit me with straps

While I run the streets just looking for scraps.

I'm not really bad, God, please help if you can,

For I have become just a "Victim of Man."

I'm wormy, dear God, and I'm ridden with fleas;

And all that I want is an Owner to please.

If you find one for me, God, I'll try to be good.

I won't scratch the carpet; I'll do as I should.

I'll love them, play with them, and try to obey.

I will be so grateful if they'll let me stay.

I don't think I'll make it too long on my own,

'Cause I'm getting weak and I'm so all alone.

Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry,

'Cause I'm so afraid, God, that I'm gonna 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 hear me, please answer my prayer,

And send me somebody who will REALLY care.

Author Unknown