One Man's Ceiling
Upstairs neighbor sprang a leak
So my place was affected.
When you live apartment-style,
That stuff must be expected.
Still, it is a drag to deal
With other people’s messes,
Like my life is lacking in
My own ongoing stresses.
Luckily, it wasn’t bad,
The damage barely staining,
Just enough, though, that I have
A reason for complaining.
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