I'll have to submit this poem in parts. It has 4 verses - please wait 'til they're ALL on display before submitting comments, thanks.
FRIENDS
I'd like someone to be a friend to me,
someone who'd pop 'round for a cup of tea,
or 'phone to ask just how I'm getting on
and really want to know - was not a 'con',
and no more than a ruse while 'on the make'
to see how much from me that they can take -
to drain my cash, my life, my very soul
and leave a dark and aching, gaping hole
in place of where my heart once used to be.
Alas, I have no friend who cares for me.
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