Write about the time someone tried to make you do their work for you: what did you do, and how did it make you feel? Did they get away with it, or did you turn the tables on them?
Erin's lass has pride of place,
Catholic faith and Irish grace.
Demurely dressed with ruff of lace,
A body's there beneath her face.
She always does more than her share,
don't look for a freeloader here:
You know you'll always find her where
there's work to do - she'll never fear!
When others dump on her a load,
she rises as inspired by goad,
She carries others down the road,
Our house is clean, and lawns are mowed.
And as companion for my life,
there's always fun and never strife;
while others are with trouble rife,
ever constant is my loving wife...
This is a little off-topic: I decided to write of the opposite of a freeloader, with St Valentines Day in mind...