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"Do me a favour" you say, and so I do But then one favour turns into two, And two favours turns into three, Until there isn't time for me. "Do me a favour" I say, but you decline. You say you simply have no time, To return the favour that I gave, "Do it yourself; I'm not your slave" Doing a favour, with none returned Should feel like nothing's being earned, But only if you do not see, I do them not for you, but me. "Do me a favour" and, once again, I do, And when one favour turns into two, And you don't return a single one, I'm laughing to myself; I've won!
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Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 7:06 AM UTC
The Theory of Unequal Exchange
"Do me a favour" you say, and so I do But then one favour turns into two, And two favours turns into three, Until there isn't time for me. "Do me a favour" I say, but you decline. You say you simply have no time, To return the favour that I gave, "Do it yourself; I'm not your slave" Doing a favour, with none returned Should feel like nothing's being earned, But only if you do not see, I do them not for you, but me. "Do me a favour" and, once again, I do, And when one favour turns into two, And you don't return a single one, I'm laughing to myself; I've won!
nigel-finn
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Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 7:06 AM UTC
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