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Drip-a-drip-a-peeling,

There's a leak in my ceiling,

And it's driving me crazy,

Cause that sound's not appealing.

 

Drip-a-drip-a-drip-drop,

I call him up, he says it'll stop,

But I've never known a leak,

To just get tired and give it up.

 

Nap-a-nap-a-drip-snooze,

When I wake up, my ceiling's loose,

A big old hunk of plaster,

Hanging from the ceiling like a noose.

 

Ring-a-ring-a-ring-"Hello?"

"I really think you'd like to know,

The drip that you said not worry?

It's busted through the ceiling, yo."

 

"..."

"Yeah, so maybe... iuno... get someone out here?"

"Um... yeah, ok, they'll be there by noon."

"Thanks."

 

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I laughed for five minutes over that. Sorry that your landlord is a lazy bastard, but the poem is very funny. I know how much of a pain to get something fixed by a land lord. My first apartment was like living in a shower the roof had so many leaks. I finally had to fix it myself. I would have sued the landlord, but didn't feel like drain all that time and money into it. However, I did find the carpentry skills my dad passed on to me came in very good use. Hope everything works out for you.

 

By the way, did you know that there is a poker tourney going on at the Pen? The sign up is in the Caberate room. Can't miss it because it's stickied to that top of the page. Thanks!

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