Custodial Dopiness
Shh!
I hear him roaming about. Shuffling my things.
That nosey janitor who shifts and biffs,
and scutters the clutter,
inside my hidden closet space.
He’s always bumping into this
or spilling that,
and his clumsiness puts a disruption on my carefully scheduled itinerary.
Come to think of it,
I don’t remember him being on the payroll or even giving him
an interview ever. How strange.
Though,
he does do a damn, fine job at keeping those pesky rodents away!
He can stay today!
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