Heisje

I sit on a couch In the room In the house In the hood And there's heisje: Fixing my bike Sending money to random sites She's one to like A nieghbour to a sami so shambled Living with webs all dangled Liking the garden outside and inside Of a woman she lives next to thats got plant pride. Id like to end this with a kiss But ill end it with:Heisje,she's one to miss (The neighbour to my aunt,who is also the main character in my other poem "my aunt's a shrink")