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 I pray as I run in the rain,

That someone will love me and give me a home,

A warm cozy bed to call my own.

My last owner neglected me and chased me away,

To rummage in garbage and live as a stray.

But now I'm tired, 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 in the streets just looking for bones.

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

For I have become just a "victim of man!"

I'm wormy and I'm ridden with fleas,

And all I want is an owner to please.

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

I won't run away and I'll do as I should.

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 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 PLEASE, PLEASE answer my prayer,

And send me somebody who'll really care.