Billy No Mates, Me

BILLY NO MATES, ME Billy no mates; me, I cannot tell you the relief As so called mates are just not worth the grief Running me, around in circles, ruining my day Each job I try to do, they're getting in my way Once crunch time comes; they are way ahead With all my hard work, as with my daily bread Things left on the wayside, never getting done I like to stop and talk, but this is no longer fun With smirks abound; I then as get up a height That's when you realize these friends are s..te Borrowing a cup of milk then you want the cow And, it's just about anything you think I'll allow Time comes, being Billy no mates is just smart Sorry, not today mate, I have just got no heart That look of hurtfulness; priceless, I would say I am fed up, with your underhandedness today Then, when my cupboards are all stripped bare You are off up the road; without a frigging care When your pockets are empty; it is back to me But, I don't want you back, can't you ruddy see As to breadcrumbers; just chuck" em in the bin Just when has a Billy no mates, ever been a sin Indiana Shaw . . . "My Monday afternoon rant" . . . : /