I Heard
from a car on the stoops a song as he is good
trying to get his wife back hearing the fight every night
and a cop car showing so often but not on my call
it say with a beautiful jazzy voice
I mop and feel wonderful just kidding
washing my floor I mope no thank you
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2015
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