Displaced Homemaker
Pitter, Patter
Scitter, Scatter
Mice on the floor
Bump, Thump
Rock, Knock
Who’s at the door?
Scratching
Screaming
I bet she’s bleeding
Cleaning is such a chore
Wailing
Flailing
Oh, there will be more
Beseeching
Leeching
But, no one will miss a whore
Ooh
Ahh
I’ve killed so many-
But who’s keeping score?
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