She hasn't a home to shelter her,
Or a hat to cover her head.
"I found her crying alone in the street,
And nobody seemed to care;
I know she is hungry and tired now—
Please give her all of my share.
"I am glad we have tea in the garden to-night
For she wouldn't go into our home;
I could hardly coax her up here, papa,
She hasn't a friend, not one."