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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 wasContinue reading “Pounding”