Goddamn I spend enough time as it is
Doing everything you ask of me,
But when I ask you just a little quiz
You act as if I broke propriety.
This cannot be one-way; it isn't fair.
And more than that, if fairness doesn't matter
You're on your way to making me not care:
If you ignore the former, heed the latter.
Those little tasks and errands that I run,
The service of my care and my concern,
With be neglected and all rot undone
If you will not acknowledge that I earn
At least some small iota of respect
And not such disregard and plain neglect.
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