Trust

How many men can you trust
And over time it won’t rust:
In their presence drop money
And nothing of the funny?
Mention a killer disease
And they won’t the stuff release:
From them ask and receive loan
And they would leave you alone,
Not soon try your line on phone
And their new calls a stretched moan?

How many blokes might you trust
And to you it turns “A Must”?
Those for the real thing - not lust:
Whose shown love won’t gather dust!

Which man would another kill
And trust witness would be still:
From the bowls of beggars steal
And hope this would in eyes heal?

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