I locked the door, hearing its click,
Inside The Hovel I felt good;
Picked up the phone to call a chick,
But in the hall somebody stood.
I shook off the effect of fear,
And I called the girl like I should;
To calm my nerves I had a beer,
Still . . . in the hall somebody stood.
ŠJuly 31, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton
~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~