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Admin Mon Oct 29, 2007 4:16 pm

Dear God, please send me somebody who’ll care!
I’m tired of running, I’m 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 somebody will love me and give me a home,
A warm cozy 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, and I ran away.
To rummage in garbage and live as a stray.
But now God, I’m 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 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 a “Victim of Man!”
I’m wormy dear God and I’m ridden with fleas,
All that I want is an owner to please.
If you find one for me God, I’ll try to be good,
And 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, 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 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 have so much love and devotion to give,
That I should be given a new chance to live.
So Dear God, Please answer my prayer,
And send me someone who will REALLY care.

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