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| 107. The Favor I did a favor for a friend And requested not a dime or dollar He just shrugged and looked at me And said if I needed anything just to holler I said don’t worry, there is no charge It was my privilege to do the task Nothing is for free, he commented back Because if you need anything, I’ll now you’ll ask I told him I acted on just his behalf And I had no intentions of keeping score He laughed and entered my name on a list Right next to those he owed some type of chore Forget it I said and raced to my car To leave before an argument would surely brew But when my car failed to start I asked for his help I guess what he said was true! |
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