Well

Well it once came from me
Like a well springing up
But the well ran dry
And my throat became parched.

I needed another source so I
Turned to you and asked,
"Hey, you think you could allow me
To be fed from that nice-looking
Well over there??"

You chuckled to yourself --
"What an idiot she is!"
And instead you poured life into me
Directly from yourself.