Don't Give Her Anything
This is a poem inspired by a phone conversation where the line “Don’t give her anything” was repeated over and over, which prompted me to question what it was that she shouldn’t be given. Who was she?
Don’t give her anything
Not your name or your number
She’ll call you twenty two times in a day
Her thumb you will be under.
Don’t give her anything
Not your money nor your time
She’ll take all you have in both regards
“Your life’s not yours but mine!”
Don’t give her anything
You can’t afford to lose
You can’t move house with ease
Your goodwill she will abuse.
Remember these words if you see her around
And consider your closest friends:
If you see her talking to them
Interrupt with a whisper
so’s not to offend.