No Good Deed Goes Unpunished Poem by Bob and Alex Eichen

Mr. Pain and Mr. Misery,
knocked on my door today.
They brought with them, their baggage,
I knew they meant to stay.
'Your roommate, Arthur Itus, has invited us to visit.'
'So if we inconvenience you,
it's not our fault now, is it? '
'You wished to be a fireman,
you wanted it so badly.'
'That now your body's broken down,
you're pretty useless, sadly.'
'Be grateful for the memories,
of all those you have served.'
'But in the end, please realize,
you got what you deserved.'
'You're old and you are broken,
you can do your job, no more.'
'But be happy when the boys, come round,
To pick you off the floor! '