They’ll never want me gone

The friends I made have slipped away

My statues made to rust

The jokes we‘d say and things we played

Forgotten, as they must

My jar of flies

Has filled itself

With people I don‘t know

They spell my name and who to blame

When always turns to no

To what extent I made them up

is subject to delusions

They had a blast

They loved my act

They‘ll never want me gone

I drove them off

I told them off

Corrected their conclusion

assuming they were new to it

They didn‘t stay for long