Prayer of a StrayGreat Master, 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 Great Master I pray as I run in the rain,
That someone 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 that was so hard!
So I chewed through my leash and I ran away,
To rummage in garbage; and live as a stray.
But now Great Master I'm tired, hungry and cold,
And I'm so afraid I'll never grow old.
They've chased me with sticks, 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 another "victim of man"!
I'm wormy, Great master, and ridden with fleas,
All I ever wanted was an owner to please.
If you find one for me, 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 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 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 Great Master please, answer my prayer
And send me to somebody who will really care...