I’m man’s best friend, a lovely wee pet
The sweetest dog you will ever have met
I’m loyal to my owners, I’m shared and enslaved
Yet their affection for me goes beyond the depraved
I’m tame, I seem happy, they think it’s my choice
I make a great victim as I don’t have a voice
Too scared to run, I appear so content
The result of dark actions that require no consent
The place I call home is now filled with regret
For who could abuse such a lovely wee pet?