My Old House
My floors are slanted
And tables are tipping
The back porch sags
My bathtub is dripping
A chimney needs pointing
Wood stairs are creaking
My windows are drafty
The old roof is leaking
The toilet is running
My furnace is rusted
A basement that floods
The doorbell is busted
Small narrow closets
What were they made for?
But despite my complaints
Its finally paid for.
Copyright © Kitty Lou | Year Posted 2017
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