Don’t hit me at random
Just because you hate me
You don’t know the role A hold
So never should you want to bruise me
It’s pain can’t be healed
Even with a white pill from the dojo hills
To you it can’t be revealed
For nothing relates in your mind
It’s always your joy seeing me kicking my heels
Am a street dog, so, you say
Barking on everyone crossing my way
That’s my protective Skill, I have no owner
Just holding feeding from the streets corners
Blinded but hopeful
Not to sudden the colorful future
A hold for these optimists
Don’t hit me at random
Just to watch my tail between my legs
You know I have no place to hide my paws
I’m just trying to turn a shelter to a home
Don’t hit me at random
Instead send me of out with a bone 🦴
Drink your soup, take your stake
But just give me what’s left
I’m already weak
Who can survive one meal a week
While there a souls from my body they feed
Don’t hit me at random …
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