Don`t bother

People ask me why I will not forward
Sometimes I give up
Sits other on the couch
All smiles and looks good
Best wishes
We meet at the wishing well
Send them to hell
36 years old several years later
I shout and bites
But no one has listened
And people ask why
The system is never serious
For all know that the slow-coaches don’t do something
Why question me about my habits