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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 racked with pain, and dear God I pray, as I run in the rain. That someone will love me and give me a home, a warm cosy bed and a big juicy bone. My last owner tied me all day in the
yard They've chased me with sticks and hit
me with stones, If you find one for me God, I'll try
to be good, Each night as I sleep in the bushes I
cry, That is, Dear God, if YOU'RE REALLY there!
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