I Ran Out of Words for the Final Stanza (But At Least I Kept the Metre Going)

You said you had no need of friendship –

until those big boys came along,

then you were all, like, ‘Save me, save me!’

   It really was pathetic.

You said that things are never real –

until they repossessed your house,

and you were all, like, ‘That’s my house!’

   You’re such a hypocrite. 

You said that arguments were futile –

until you won one (quite by chance)

and you were all, like, ‘Ar-Gu-MENT!’

   That way you turn the charm on.

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