His young heart was a lonely one,

that cried out in despair.

For even his longing eyes and friendly bark

could never make them care.

His parents were unknown to him,

they had left him long ago.

He was a breed that was despised,

and ranked the lowest low.

But fate seemed to lean his way,

if only a little bit.

He had one friend who seem to care,

a old white goose misfit.

The two were often seen together,

in the alleyways of  town.

Little did the people know,

he would soon win them renown.