neverdowell lives at home

ne’er do well had never held a job
he lived with his mom and stepfather Bob
Bob sent him out to job interviews every day
He always came back with excuses, every which way

Ne’er do well’s mother stayed out of it
Bob kept sending out the lazy chit
They are in their nineties now June and Bob
Their “child” at seventy-two has never had a job.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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