Caricature

Hiding under upturned stones,

Crawling out of the woodwork

Everywhere you find them:

Native bottom dwellers

Piteous scum on fetid waters

Cowardly pitiful spine-less creatures

That ever drains life-force from foes as from friends

Why do we need them?

Nobody knows.

Regardless of that, they invade our lives

They make themselves wanted,

Respected and cheered:

Once that is achieved

They withdraw to their shell

And prompting or arguments

Send you to hell

And back

Over and over again unless you get wary

Decide not to tarry…

Of course, that can easily start them again

They woo you and wed you

Until you’re sucked dry

But never commit or sustain you in life

From ‘Wimps and Pimps’

©HMH, 2015