Surely it had been a nightmare she thought! The Foureyed Poet
The single young woman found it was hard
even though working
to pay the bills and the large mortgage to
she needed a lodger
providing extra income so she could cope
this really was the hope!
The lodger arrived late on an winter evening
there on the front porch
an old suitcase clasped in bony hand
speaking in a quiet voice
harsh whisper in a monotonous drone
yet had a chilling tone!
Said she had read about the room to rent
yet not contacted by phone
the owner reluctant to let her come inside
struggled paying the bills
regrettably no other enquiries received
she could only proceed.
From the first meeting doubt was embedded
within her inner fears
already the warmth of her home had waned
showed her the room
gave her approval she would take it uttered
in agreement muttered!
Moved in that night with no other luggage
went in…
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