children.
watching them grow,
having done your best
to instill some sort of
work ethic and
yet they flounder, not
getting it,
disdaining work,
living off the land
of other's good will.
it's the generation of
self absorption and
lazy.
i do my best though to keep
them all happy.
sending them
money for the holidays
and birthdays.
sending cash
or a check. but at times
i almost feel like
they're waiting for my
death,
ready to take it all
and not just the occasional
tid bits.
how's your health,
they ask, still wearing
your mask?
time to rewrite the will.
all of it
going towards the welfare
of stray dogs
and cats.
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