How much is that puppy in the window (CF)

A darling little puppy
sits in the window
aching
his little eyes
are caked up
some discharge
his heart is breaking

his mother she could
now be just anywhere
for he
was stolen from
her warm embrace
and he cries
incessantly

she was a glorious mother
her warmth was his
desire
but she was so
man handled
by the so called
breeder guy

a horrid, smelly, nasty
bit of work
that slob and he
never cleaned us out
and fed us terribly

he swore a lot
he argued with some
human that was there
in fact he beat
her sometimes
she seemed so unaware

of us
but now I’m all alone
doleful I’m so sad
its draughty here
I wish that I could die
things are so bad

the pet shop girl
I heard her ask
why were my eyes all wet
the sodding hound is sickening
for something
the price I set

I may have to
just put him down
if he doesn’t sell
the pet shop girl
said could she have me
no
best have one that’s well

no one wants the trouble
of a sick dog in their face
if it doesn’t sell today
it will go to the place
where all sad dogs are put
and its not heaven that’s for sure
its in a sack then in a bin
yes lost for evermore

too many souls are brought
into a human world of mess
of pain and of such anger
and cumulative stress
some get to go to centres
and sanctuaries but most
end up in doggy heaven
having given up the ghost