Left Behind

When we all grew up,
You poor little pup,
You took a step back.
You know what you lack?
It’s maturity.
It’s such a pity.
You were left behind,
And so now you bind,
Problems to the group.
And then with your troupe,
You smother us all.
And you have the gull,
To take our places,
With unkind faces.
Time to cut you off.
And though you can scoff,
Time for them to go.
Just so that you know,
You’re able to stay.
Make them go away.