I am a township terrier, simply tossed away,

Like garbage in a landfill - I never had a say

Drains became my waterbowl

And rubbish dumps my restaurant,

Crushed my spirit and my soul,

Must survive, rest I can't

Skulk in shadows, can't be seen

Boots and stones can be so mean

Others nipping at my heels,

As we scavenge for measly meals

Disease is rampant, we've not had shots

We cower in your parking lots

And hope for scraps from doggybags

We slumber on newspapers and soggy rags

You don't notice, you ignore

God ...