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I was having some problems financial 

The money I owed was substantial 

There was no doubt about it 

Didn't pay to shout about it 

The evidence was more than circumstantial 

My pal came up with a proposal 

He said 'Instead of begging a bank for it, suppose I'll 

Give you the money, as a loan 

You won't have to moan and groan 

Remember, I'm your friend and at your disposal'

My pal lied to me, our friendship, gone in a flash 

Rushed outside expecting to see him with the cash

He said in his proposal 

He'd be at my disposal

Where was he? All I saw was bags of trash