The tale of a horrible tenant.

I’m scared now
If I hear the sound of water
That means it’s flooded again and
Water’s come back to destroy my house

We sit here
Defenseless
As we’re violated
Helpless
As we’re mocked
Day by day
Night after night

The stomp of heavy legs on creaky stairs
The blasts of loud music
Heavy bass pumping through the house’s frame
Little vermin creeping about
An invasion
Brought by her and her kind
Awful tenant
Heinous, backstabbing woman with the angel face
Waiting, waiting till the day she’s gone and time passes
Oh
So
Slowly.

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