ride the golden calf you willingly take the sacrifice but not willing to give it back you bow before the alter for nothing that you lack advice that's freely given to the turning of the back
Waste Not, Want Not
give the dog a bone you'll have him eating out of your hand till it's down to the nub no way to stop the hunger once there is a taste all the while they're eating waste of life at stake
Waste Not, Want Not
break a nations back playing a game of hopscotch on top of sidewalk cracks you toss the pebble over the line you never get it back waste not, want not break a nations back