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hoarder house of Tag and Jer
Gum wrapper here, discarded box there
Acute cleanliness not in the air
Her name was Tag, his name was Jer
They were the perfect hoarder pair
Floating in the crispy cold winter air
Was the stench of a deceased grizzly bear
Visitors could not make it to the stair
Climbing over a twin bed, sofa and broken chair
To others their abode was a nightmare
On the counter was Tag’s used underwear
The rugs were full of dog, cat and rodent hair
Stench of this place was totally unfair
Foul smells from their home caused rats to swear
Rotting in corner was old fruit including a moldy pear
Place was disgusting, in this neighborhood, rare.
Home creep home, Tag and Jer’s terrifying lair.
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Caren Krutsinger
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