Don’t send that email to your mum just yet
Or care about the true cause of our debt
When she herself has many problems too.
Perhaps it’s better for us to pretend
That all is fine and that we can afford
To live without the money she might lend
If our electronic begging strikes a chord?
For must we not each face life on our own
And try to make ends meet when fortune shrugs?
Perhaps I should take back my mobile phone
Or maybe we can give up drink and drugs?
But let's not ask your mum, who’s such a snob
She’ll probably just suggest I find a job.