Thursday, September 3, 2020

Complaints

Fiorella caught a show on TV that featured high-end mansions and was not impressed. How can anyone call a house a home when it costs twenty million bucks and has so many rooms that you'd need not only a road map to find your way around, but a squad of servants to keep the place looking like no one lives there?
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It's no wonder your girl is depressed. Day after day, week after week, month after month--ever since Husband's death--she has dedicated herself to tearing apart the home she thought she'd live in forever. 
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First it was called "the virus," then "coronavirus," then "covid 19," then "covid," then "the pandemic," but, sadly, it's all the same.
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Fio's going to be rolling not only the big blue trash can up to the road this Friday, but the smaller black one too. Hope her pick-up won't be overlooked like it was last week.
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As you may have guessed
I am depressed
And day after day I get worse
But with nothing in sight
To set things aright
All I can do is curse



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