The Inn

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Hello room 26,

Do you remember me?

For I am the girl from Reno

With the heart of gold...

Yes I ran out of money

And the world is full of crap,

Yet all I can remember

Is the roaches on the wall,

Oh what a dirty room you have

Well I guess that makes me dirty

For I sleep in dirty rooms,

What can I say?

And there's that Christmas tree

All over again...

With dirty lights

And unscented ornaments,

And what about the sentiments?

For the tree looks sad

In Las Vegas

And it is wearing dirty clothes

And dirty shoes

And it talks just like a man

Vying for my attention,

Should I say yes?

Well maybe I'll take him up

To room 26.

  • Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 2nd, 2023 17:04
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 4
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