On my door,
Lasted three fifteen to quarter to four,
Not a clue why,
Pete turns in about nine pm,
The cameras landlord put up are fake,
Cheesy ass!
Kittens want cat food , it’s in the kitchen,
I’m not going out,
I called Ruth in Texas and text Pete and landlord,
The pounding was with menace and malarce,
Sounded like on the door not my screen,
Why?
What was the point!