Shame on me.
I'm one
sorry gent.
I failed
to pay
last month's rent.
The landlady got even.
She invited me
for tea
and now,
as part of her collection,
I'll never be free.
I stand here all day
with a silly
fixed grin
catering
to the banality
of someone's sin.
I have artificial flowers
growing
out of my mouth.
The tenant next door
has them growing
down south
and inbetween her toes
is the artificial
wild red rose.
She also missed her rent
and only
the landlady knows.
This property will be condemned
with a knock
on her door
and as for the other missing tenants
they'll find
at least 3 more.
So we've become
a taxidermist's dream
where art is a clue
and stuffed to the gills
with artificial flowers
too!
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I'm one
sorry gent.
I failed
to pay
last month's rent.
The landlady got even.
She invited me
for tea
and now,
as part of her collection,
I'll never be free.
I stand here all day
with a silly
fixed grin
catering
to the banality
of someone's sin.
I have artificial flowers
growing
out of my mouth.
The tenant next door
has them growing
down south
and inbetween her toes
is the artificial
wild red rose.
She also missed her rent
and only
the landlady knows.
This property will be condemned
with a knock
on her door
and as for the other missing tenants
they'll find
at least 3 more.
So we've become
a taxidermist's dream
where art is a clue
and stuffed to the gills
with artificial flowers
too!
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