Life Above The Mat – red roses
I live above the Mat,
But not for long, I hope.
I met my boyfriend, Jim Bob there
Said he needed to do a load,
And so I chatted back,
He washed with me at the mat.
It’s been a year now
Still going stronger than ever,
Hoping for more of him, maybe,
Because he keeps emailing back,
He sext me good too.
He gave me a dozen red roses today
And I said, “What do you think I am,”
Do you want to get some in return,
I said; Or something like that?
So I told him, at the Laundry- o-mat,
“Hey Jim Bob, “Don’t come here,
Looking for none of that.” I said.
“Check out the lost and found,
If your missing something,
You might just find it there,
It’s where we met…
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