“Capone” they called me

I thought I was on holiday

Capone, they called me, I

named after some gangster

some Italian guy

not the kind of bloke I’d like

to be called after he

was what my previous owner

hoped that he could see in me

I am friendly I ‘m no hassle

I am lovely to be sure

I will not snap or bite you

I will sit by the door

and wait for you and lick you and love

you that is me

Please come and pat me feel my warmth

with you I want to be

I do feel kind of lonely

3 months in this pound

no where really that is mine

nn one I know around

I need to put my paws down

on a carpet of my own

I need a dish to eat out of

maybe a nice big bone

I need to sit down somewhere

beside the fire with you

come along and fetch me soon

I know I will love you