1-3-18 — “Your Carpet Smells of Death”

Your carpet smells of death and I cannot bear it.

Run the Hoover on that Berber and I might just wear it.

Not as a coat or a pair of tight knitted gloves you fool,

a cape, a scarf, a wool-scented pocket tool!

How does one walk amidst this room you call a room?

Clean it up and have some pride,

Haven’t you ever heard of a broom?

And what’s that stain near the heel of your foot?

You’ve stepped in piss without a care,

and here I stand, ankle-deep in shit and soot!

Your carpet smells of death you cretin!

For god’s sake do something!

 

-bb

 

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