I got no TVs / just close up the door
Don't bother with locks/ cause there's nothin' here
Once I have split the coast is all clear
Don't go looking for meds or hand guns or booze
Sheets on the beds all set for a snooze
Art on the walls and dishes on shelves
Surfboards in halls, left to themselves
Wicker is all inside for a rest
Awaiting the butts of the next paying guest
What is the dearest thing I've got?
Maybe the Chemex coffee pot
I take it you remembered to take your hairbrush.
ReplyDeleteWell, I guess you don't need Plaine anymore.
ReplyDeleteBack to plain text Monday. Take it, Plaine!
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