Life above the Laundry-O-Mat
At the Suds and Duds,
It can be interesting,
I live above the Laundry-O-Mat
Still here, waiting for love,
In a rented and remodeled flat,
It’s alright I guess, I’ll show you sometime,
Waiting for Jim Bob Chuck, my boyfriend,
He has three first names.
His real name is actually
Jack Rabbit Robert Charles, III,
And no I did not make it up,
He’s French or something like that,
They have lots of names,
It just blows me away.
Jim Bob, that’s what I call him,
He looks like a Frenchmen, artist type,
Well anyway, he called yesterday,
After all this time, “I don’t know,
“Who you are, You know,” he said,
You have never told me your name.
“Hey Jim Bob,” You never asked, I said,
My name is Caitlin, but call me Caitie.
“I Love you,” he said,
I’d wash your socks and undies anytime
If you want to drop a load off,
I can do you, mighty fine,
Wash your bundle in no time.
Maybe I’ll come over too,
And if you let me, I’ll cook for you,
And so, I was all over that.
How could I refuse, I could not resist
I live above the Laundry-O-Mat,
I wanted him to come over, so I said, “yes,”
I’m here,” I said and we laughed.
“Come upstairs to my flat,” I said,
You can cook, but no cockles and lava bread
I don’t mind home cooking, but not that,
Not much up for regurgitating.
“What do you think I am, a pink flamingo
Or something like that?”
Don’t need the doctor making house calls,
“I’m not looking for none of that,”
I said. I just want to eat normal stuff.
It’s the first time, I heard of that
So he cooked us a lovely meal that night,
Delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwiches,
I’d never seen anything like cockles,
And that’s all I know about that.
My name is Caitlin and I live above the mat
Life above the Laundry, and well,
It ain’t so bad.
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