Crazy Tile Job
I laid tile on floors quite a bit
But questioned the distribution
When the job I ended up with
Was in a mental institution
When I walked in, the first thing I saw
Was a girl laughing and slapping her head
A man motioned for me to come over
I was glad and hanging on by a thread
The guy had a clipboard and said, "hello"
He said,"What you want? Glad we can meet"
I thought that was a strange way to put it
Then I noticed he was in his bare feet!
Now, I was hard eye ballin' that exit
When another guy said, "How do you do?"
He said,"I'm sorry sir, please follow me!"
I did, after I checked for his shoes!
I finally finished that bathroom
But on the jobs I've done since then
Although I tried as hard as I could
I couldn't do one, that fast again!
Copyright © Pat Adams | Year Posted 2017
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