Apartment 62 Nosy Neighbour Observations: Part 4: Granny Gossip

My first introduction when I moved in across the hall Was a lovely older lady, who stood under five feet tall She came up to my door to say welcome and hello And to tell me of the neighbours, some above and some below. She invited me over for a drink, I assumed a coffee or a tea Vodka, gin or rum she says, of each, i've got plenty I said rum was good with me, but just a little splash I watched her a mix a couple drinks, both were half and half. We talked late into the evening, as she told all of what she knew Of everyone who had lived there, from now since '92 Sometimes I used to wander over as we lived on the same floor She pulled a stool to the peephole, before she'd open up the door I've moved farther away now and I didn't keep in touch But I do miss our little chats while having just a bit too much It's been awhile since we've caught up, maybe I should phone It would be a little different now, since I'm too far to stumble home