I didn't ask him why, he was banging on the door
I was only there, installing the new floors
He drifted in, like an unwelcome ghost from the past
Asked if I had finished, completing my best, and last
Thinking quickly, I told him "NO, not today"
Mind in a quandary, nothing else to say
Leaning in closely, his fetid breath upon my skin
"It really doesn't matter", as he played his violin
Feeling my heart leap, having not finished the stairs
"Bet your house, could use, some handy man repairs?"
He paused, contemplating, his sickle in repose
"I guess it wouldn't hurt, so I do suppose"
"You can start on the entryway, and stoop"
"Doing your best and lastly, building a chicken coop"
I have a small extension, but know it will take years
Renovating death's house, and ordering, from Sears
Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 8:19 AM UTC
I didn't ask him why, he was banging on the door
I was only there, installing the new floors
He drifted in, like an unwelcome ghost from the past
Asked if I had finished, completing my best, and last
Thinking quickly, I told him "NO, not today"
Mind in a quandary, nothing else to say
Leaning in closely, his fetid breath upon my skin
"It really doesn't matter", as he played his violin
Feeling my heart leap, having not finished the stairs
"Bet your house, could use, some handy man repairs?"
He paused, contemplating, his sickle in repose
"I guess it wouldn't hurt, so I do suppose"
"You can start on the entryway, and stoop"
"Doing your best and lastly, building a chicken coop"
I have a small extension, but know it will take years
Renovating death's house, and ordering, from Sears
Another oldie, dredged from the archives of a demented mind :D
It used to be, you could get almost ANYTHING mail ordered from Sears.
Not so much anymore.
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