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TOLEDO FLATS(A Fictional work of uneasy decay)

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TOLEDO FLATS(A Fictional work of uneasy decay)

                                                         Here in Toledo
                                                        I live in a Flat
                                                      Infested with rats
                                                      who keep crawling up my back
                                                       My toilet needs a plunge
                                                      From the crap that I keep
                                                     It is starting to smell 
                                                     My nose can't even sleep
                                                    the  Stew on the stove is a week old
                                                   Milk of Magnesia is my poison or so I've been told
                                                    The landlord wants the rent
                                                    But the money has been spent
                                                    on fixing my cot that continues to rot
                                                    Sick and feeble I keep using the needle
                                                    Ants are nice to eat but so is that beetle
                                                    John is a friend who likes to drop down his draw
                                                    But his waist is a bulge,that much the ladies all saw
                                                    Sad times are here as I throw up my beer
                                                    My tv set crashed so the eye sheds a tear
                                                    It is never boring in Toledo Heights
                                      Where the man is unashamed to display his unsightly tights
                                                  Streets to get mugged on,Avenues to booze
                                              I like this wacky environment, it's the only life I choose*
                                              


*Please don't be offended by this poem.It is purely fiction and is not applicable to 
the city,the people or their environment

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