My Symptoms are…….
A rear case of no friends
A tear drop each day
And a voice in my head which never ends

My Symptoms are…….
No shelter for sleeping
No food since last week
And if you happen to find me no bets, I’ll be weeping

But we both have one thing in common
We both have a big, beautiful heart
Which we would never sell for the world
And we’ve had from the very start