Prayer of a Stray
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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 wracked with pain -
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 a big juicy bone.
My last owner tied me all day in the yard –
Sometimes without water – and God that was hard!
So I chewed through my leash God – I ran away –
To rummage in garbage and live as a stray!
But now God, I’m tired and hungry and cold,
I’m so afraid I’ll never grow old.
They’ve chased me with sticks and hit me with stones –
While I run through the streets, 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 God, and riddled with fleas –
And all I want is an owner to please!
If you find one for me God – I’ll try to be good.
I won’t chew on their shoes, I’ll do as I should.
I’ll love them, protect them and try to obey –
When they tell me to sit, or lie down or 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 going to die!
I’ve got so much love and devotion to give –
I should be given a new chance to live!
So, please God, answer my prayer –
And send me someone who will really care!
That is, dear God, if you’re really there…
Author Unknown
Please send me somebody who’ll care
I’m tired of running, I’m sick with despair,
My body is aching, it’s so wracked with pain -
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 a big juicy bone.
My last owner tied me all day in the yard –
Sometimes without water – and God that was hard!
So I chewed through my leash God – I ran away –
To rummage in garbage and live as a stray!
But now God, I’m tired and hungry and cold,
I’m so afraid I’ll never grow old.
They’ve chased me with sticks and hit me with stones –
While I run through the streets, 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 God, and riddled with fleas –
And all I want is an owner to please!
If you find one for me God – I’ll try to be good.
I won’t chew on their shoes, I’ll do as I should.
I’ll love them, protect them and try to obey –
When they tell me to sit, or lie down or 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 going to die!
I’ve got so much love and devotion to give –
I should be given a new chance to live!
So, please God, answer my prayer –
And send me someone who will really care!
That is, dear God, if you’re really there…
Author Unknown