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It’s time to go, I want to leave
I need some time, a small reprieve
A place of my own, to make my rules
Now, rest assured, I’ll be nobody’s fool
But can you just give me a hand
I’m only asking, it’s not a demand
If you could perhaps give me a lift
Consider it like, a parting gift
Then take me to the grocery store
Fill my trolley with goods galore
Especially fill up with milk and honey
Can you help me out, I have no money?
One day soon I’ll get a job
Until then, have you got a few bob?
I hear the dole is a good place to start
I like the work ethic, it’s close to my heart
For all I do is sign my name
I kid you not, it’s not a game
This independence lark will be a breeze
I’ll adapt in no time, with such ease
On my own 2 feet, I shall be free
So long as your there to still help me!