Being a good neighbor

is not all it is cracked up to

be, some people take advantage

of your generosity,

That's what happens wen fi "mawga dawgs"

we feel sorry,

They call on you all hours of the night,

hoping to get them out of their

baby-sitting plights,

Free of charge and with an open heart,

you oblige them by playing the good

neighbor part, yet, with each opportunity

they get, they drive a dagger through your heart,

Talking behind your back, flipping the coin,

and confusing facts,

That's what happens when you try fi have

"mawga dawgs" backs,

Your compassion and kindness make it

unconscionable to say no,

But, when you have outlived your usefulness

They blatantly tell you where to go,

"Mawga Dawgs" are wicked to blow-wow!

Regardles, that you have played Florence Nightengale

in their deepest, darkest hours, and never asked for any

kudos or flowers, the selflessness rarely gets you any gratitude

and respect,

"Mawga Dawgs" will turn around and call you an ungrateful wretch!

However, when the situation is reversed and you try to enlist their

help, you have to dig deep into your pockets till it hurts and leaves a welp,

"Mawga Dawg" always tink a ongly dem wan need help,

Being a good person always gets you punished for being kind,

'Cause wen "mawga dawg" get dem chance dem a go mek yu ta-ta

and you business grind!

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