Sorry, Sunny

January 22, 2014

Concrete floors

The claking never ends

The constant barking in your floppy ears

Sorry, Sunny

That's just how it is

Three years to the day

Since you've seen couch

Felt the joy of your human coming home

Had a collar with an address on it

Sure it isn't so bad

You're fed

And walked

And bathed

The volunteers love you

They tell you every night before they leave

But there's someone out there Sunny

Your soulmate- they exist

Let's just hope they meet you

Before they meet a breeder

You may not be purebred

Don't know what to call you

But you sleep and play

Just as well as a purebred Lab

Heck! You're house broken

You even come pre-trained

What's a puppy got that you don't have?

A paper and high price?

Look around Sunny Boy

Hundreds just like you

Already here

Already trained

All these dogs without a home

But people are payong to make more

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