Did the research
Once, twice, thrice over;
It wasn’t appreciated.
Answered your questions
Gave you the resources;
You didn’t use them.
I see now you will
Ask for more and more
As long as you don’t
Have to work at it.
No wonder
You call me friend
When I
Do the work
You are too lazy to do.
This has to end;
I can’t continue
M’dear
To live your life for you.
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