They are more commonly known as free-loaders, and moochers.

Users need to be used.

So they know how it feels.

Every time I turn around

you want something,

tell me what’s the deal?

Every time I see you,

your hand is always out.

You are just a user,

that’s without a doubt

I noticed that when you get yours,

you just disappear.

You are so ungrateful,

get the heck outta here.

User, user.

What a loser.

My patients are wearing thin.

The next time you come knocking.

I just won’t let you in.

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Comments (9)
  • Sourav on Oct 29, 2009

    Interesting poem!

  • Snooky on Oct 29, 2009

    Hip Hip Hooray! You just made my day.
    Push em back push em back way back!

  • martinpm on Oct 29, 2009

    Nice poem.

  • diamondpoet on Oct 29, 2009

    Snooky I am so glad that I could entertain you.

  • Payge on Oct 29, 2009

    These kind need to learn a lesson about life and earning what you have.You never get anywhere in life smootching off of everyone.A good point to hear and pass on.

  • xoxo on Oct 29, 2009

    Yeah! You do that. But the thing is these users can be pitiful sometimes. Me? I end up being used all the time and God bless them. Good poem. Thanks.

  • willie wondka on Oct 29, 2009

    its usually the younger ones these day all on the scrouge for money to go out, clothes, shoes, if they got a job they wouldnt scrouge, but while their hands are always filled no wonder they dont get a job, (based on my nephews).

  • Darla Cooke on Oct 30, 2009

    I know a few users.

  • deep blue on Oct 30, 2009

    Hmmmmnnnn. Nice lines my friend. Patience of course.

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