Dear God, I need to talk to you,
if you've got the time to spare.
I am sure you're awfully busy,
but I hope you'll hear my prayer.

Remember when I asked if you
would send to me a brother?
I think you didn't understand,
and neither did my mother.

I didn't want a baby one.
All he does is cry all day.
I wanted one who's just my size,
one who's big enough to play.

I think Mommy really likes him,
maybe even more than me.
But I'm sure he's much more trouble
than a bigger boy would be.

Do you think we could exchange him?
If you can't a dog will do.
Maybe someone else would like him,
if they don't mind cleaning poo.

Mommy says I should say 'thank you'
ev'ry time I talk to you.
So I'm thanking you for lis'ning.
Now, I think my prayer is through.

This is Sammy signing off now.
I'll try hard to not be bad.
One more thing before I quit though,
please bless Mommy and my dad.