They don't grow on trees,
And everyone wants at least one,
And most have no problems seeming,
To be one, even though their intentions,
Are not what you'd think,
Unless you've already been burned once,
Then you're always wondering,
If you have a friend or an opportunist,
Looking only to get.
It's hard to believe such people exist,
And yet,
They're common alright,
Because they've been burned, too,
By no one looking out for them,
IN this harsh, harsh world.
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