Nighttime marauder, who is it that dares destroy my
sleep? Ghosties and Ghoulies? Burglars and Badmen?
Regrets and Recriminations? Oh, it's you, my nem
esis, accursèd toilet, with your flaccid gasket, sin
king flotation device and broken shut-off valve.
You are the one who haunts my dreams with an
endless shushing rush of water, constantly re
minding me that I have no power over you.
Tinkling against the corners of my sub
consciousness, denying me
the rest my----body craves.
The empty---------promises of
your one--------------year guaran
tee remind---------------- me that you
are a liar-------------------and a thief.
Slowly stea-------------------ling water,
stealing ------------------my sleep,
stealing ---------------my peace,
steali-------------ng my
money and quietly
flushing it
do
wn
th
e
d
r
a
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n
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editor's note...we just got the bill for this piece of business....$1000 in water overuse fees....nightmare indeed
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