MY FRIEND? MY ASS

When you had no-one else to talk to,
You acted like you were my good mate,
Gave unnecessary compliments,
And behaved like we had something great.

Then you decided to drift away,
For you've become such a 'busy boy'.
The only thing that you care to say,
Is how your life's now bursting with joy.

Your words were hollow like a bubble.
Gone is the 'close friend' I thought I knew.
You've disappeared up your own backside,
And I'm buggered if I'll retrieve you.

25 July 2006