Apartment 12b
Apartment 12B;
Has been empty almost a year,
Last tenants two kids, their mom, and two cats,
They lived their almost a year and a half,
There is a faint smell of cigarettes still wafting around,
There is a battered couch and a thin rickety chair,
A wall still needs painted where some kid scribbled with a blue crayon,
Some rollerblade tracks lead to the door,
A rose now dried lays on the counter,
The apartment once loved now has a slightly gloomy atmosphere,
A single alphabet block lays in a corner forgotten,
It's a hundred dollars a week,
But he might cut you a deal,
Did I mention it has a certain spooky appeal,
Cobwebs in the corners,
A black cat near the door,
Staying and mousing,
Till its owners come home once more.
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