Sunday, January 29, 2017

Doormat

I am a doormat.
Please stand on me.
Wipe your feet.
Take me outside to the porch
where you
sit with a beer
in silence
far enough to not hear any crying
that whiny bitch
is always complaining about how dirty I am
and this time she pissed you off enough
that you really brought a broom
to beat me with.

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