For Sale: To a Good Home
I
was born in the summer a few years ago.
Quite
why I was born, I'll never know.
Some
folk who owned my mother, decided to breed.
No
reason I know of except for their greed;
I
know I was hungry, I know I was cold;
They
sold me quite early at just five weeks old.
My
number one owners seemed friendly at first,
And
life was quite good till my bubble burst;
They
started to argue, their marriage split up;
And
in the AD: "For
Some
folk arrived, the next ones in line.
They
treated me kind and life was just fine.
But
Master dropped dead, and she couldn't cope.
So
she sold me again (I'll soon give up hope).
I
now had a new home right up in the sky;
we
went up in the lift fourteen floors high!
The
new folk were kind but they left me all day;
I
was bursting to wee and had nowhere to play.
It
was boredom, I think, when I chewed up the chair;
they
agreed I should go, as it just wasn't fair.
The
next home was good and I thought, "this is it"!
They
started to show and I won.... well, a bit.
Then
somebody told them that I had no bone.
And
in went the ADD: For
The
next lot were dreadful, they wanted a guard;
But
I didn't know how, although I tried hard.
One
night they got burgled and I didn't bark;
Tied
up in that shed and alone in the dark.
For
four months I lay in that cold and dark shed;
with
only an old paper sack for a bed.
A
small dish of water all slimy and green;
the
state I was in, well, it had to be seen!
I
longed for destruction, and an end to the pain;
but
some new people came and I went off again.
Well
now I'm with Rescue and this home is good;
There's
walks in the country and lots of good food;
There's
kisses and cuddles to great me each day;
But
I dread the time they will send me away.
But
for now here I stand, skin and bone on all four;
PLEASE...don't
let "ME" happen to any of yours!!
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