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The End of a "Friendship"


There once was a friend named Jake Who unfortunately now I quite hate. He needed attention And lacked motivation And would often intrude on my dates. He said that he needed my help When really he needed my wealth, But my time is money And it is not funny To waste it. So please, help yourself! His problems continued to grow. His emotions, they started to show. Now he's making threats And our friendship's a mess As it reaches an all-time low. Now here is a fact about me. I like to help all equally. So it's hard to refuse And my girlfriend I'll lose If I keep being an absentee. So this is the final straw. I'm no longer helping at all. You've insulted my love, whom you're not above. Get out Jake, or this ends in brawl!
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