You can sometimes find a true friend
By searching long and hard;
False friends are scattered everywhere,
Like leaves in your front yard.
The worst ones are like vampires,
Sucking money and not blood.
They say it's for your own good,
And stomp you in the mud.
They borrow this, and borrow that,
But nothing is returned.
They say that they've been helpful
For the lesson that you've learned.
I guess there was a reason
Such people came to be:
But were there a hunting license,
The damned thing should be free.
Author notes
Option 3
This is about mooches. The people who always have their hand out for anything and everything that belongs to somebody else. It's hard to even walk down the street with one since he will usually have his hand in your pockets.
Written December 19th, 2005
A contest entry
- Wit-torical Hatred by Minstrel Knight.
300 points, ended June 8, 2008, 18 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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Well done!!!!!
Unfortunately, I am prejudice against trophy winners... but this... it's spectacularly written! The flow of words and context are delightful - well done!
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Hah, I like this. This is just the kind of thing I was looking for in this contest. Intelligent hatred with a bit of wit thrown in. Nicely done.
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Good
Very well said! There are pretenders of friends everywhere. However I've got a very few friends who are really 'friends'! This one was very nicely done by you, my friend! Lots of love, Manish -
Grins, we all have these types hanging around. Tis a fab poem, kinda reminds me of my ex husband somehow. Great write. sj
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Genious
HA hA! I know this sort... that live off others because they are too lazy to work for anything theirselves.... I usually avoid these "friends" LOL! Great write!
KAY -
A very pointed poem with some nice touches of humour. I think we can all identify with this. Personally I think the worse human leeches are those who such not necessarily money but time and energy. Who ring you up late at night when you are trying to write, wanting reassurance, and so forth. One tries to be charitable, but a limit is eventually reached. Anyway, nice poem and i hope its message gets through to certain people!
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hmmmmm! you echo my sentiments exactly at the moment! only it is not those who claim to be my friends that are giving me the problem. It's more like those who keep coming home again............Promises, promises! Odd thing is, leeches and parasites are the only ones who take things freely.
Succinct irony here. Loved it.
Karen -
Hehehe... If you find that free hunting license, please let me know. I have a couple vampires whose leaves need serious pruning.
Dry humor throughout with a clever twist at the end. Primo writing, monsieur. -
Perfect
You really KNOW how to rhyme a rant.
Excellent work.
Love
Myra -
This sounds a lot like my ex-boyfriend. This is a great poem.
~daikinocenceangel~ -
the authors comments were not required ... the poem says it all ... and says it admirably ... who can argue with any of it ... lets hope those that do the leeching squirm a little as they recognise self ...(although the title might be a signal to not reading - if one were leechy i mean) .... always nice to find yours and contemplate the state of affairs ... >>> GINA
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This is a great poem and so true. You have true friends and false friends. This last category will not survive as being my friends though. I think friends are not doing things like ... sucking up your money, stomping you in the mud and borrowing things and never return them. If they think they have been helpful to you .... oh yes they have... Now I know whom I can lose as a friend. The last four sentences were a bit confusing. Are they alright? I did not really understand them
Anna.
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the hunt is on
There are always people who find a way to get the best of you,
in the form of family, friend or false love, so true of what they do with hands out and then never show when theyre ok ,
its sad but true, ;if a hunting season for such pests were to be
then I doubt you'd find one anywhere to be
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Good satire , made me think of a lot of those, even in the family theres one, and that is sad my friend.
1st four lines are metaphoric,,I enjoyed the scattered leaves personification ..
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Yeah, Moochers kind of tick me off too. Great write--I love it.
Damon -
There everywhere and always were. But if your going to think of them in this way.Hope they can reciprocate in the future too.We all get fleas in our pockets from time to time.So I agree to a degree.HA!~~Suseann
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I've known a few of people in my time. And it took me several years of my adult life to realize that this sort of relationship is not a friendship. You've put it well, with bits of sarcasm and humor and perhaps a little weariness too.
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I don't have any friends that are mooches like that (at least not that I know of) but I definitely have a friend that I should have a hunting license for. This is hilarious, the rhyme and the meaning. Truly love it, great write
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I don't agree with the above's criticism of this piece - I think it's perfect.
have the clap!
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Excellent write known a lot of vamps in my time or should i say it has been expensive learning about vamps .
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Laughing hard. We keep a jar of rubbing alchohol handy for tics. Perhaps I should find one six feet tall for these other pests. This is rich!
Peace, Rob -
I like the first part, but the end has something left out.maybe when you transposed this you forgot a few things like:
But were there a hunting licence,
and a tag for their ear.
The hunters would shoot them all,
and the streets would all be clear.
I guess there is a reason
Such people came to be.
If it was left up to us
the licence would be free!
You got a good idea here! The Shaker
Edited on Dec 19, 11:42 p.m. because ''.
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