White marble counter tops

August 20, 2019

Your patience is very short with any hair on the floor you scream

are you sure you don't have OCD?

White marble counters to show your pride,

Random rules I have to abide,

Floor is pristine with glides and grooves and sparkles blinding

The wild look in your eyes telling me we're in survival

The frenzy of your actions throw me in a field of doubt..

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