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Pathetic Ballad of Mrs Longpre

The woman next door yells Help me! She swears like a sailor Is she insane or that's her game ? She’s a bloody wailer Inside my room,”pipe down” I yell In hall I say, “quiet” In her room, she yells “Go to Hell” This hap’s a bloody riot She screams follies, I get no peace Full of gall what a whore. I wish her scornful ways would cease Her style cruel that’s for sure. She complains about the food here The food here I can’t stand She gripes about service yah hear Two points she gets ok. If she does want better treatment Please do not use trash talk The staff will so take care of you Folks who pass her won’t gawk.

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