FIGHTING AGAINST DIRTY SQUATTERS



I don’t have time to clean my house

Dust and cobwebs swirl freely about

Refusing to pay rent or get out

Eviction talks they scream and shout.


Why doesn’t dirt just go away

Leave on their own don’t make me pay

By making me use precious time for play

Working instead forcing them out all day.


I don’t have time to clean

And requiring it is just so mean

They need to pack their dirty things

And leave the castle where I am king.


Choke choke cough cough

Oh God! They are trying to kill me off!

If I don’t fight back all may be lost

Man these dirty squatters need to be tossed!


Kill them I must grab the vacuum

Trap them in the bag of doom

Run them out of town with my thrifty broom

Banish them to the 12th moon.


Eviction is complete

They were difficult to defeat

I didn’t even have time to eat

I hate those stinky dirty creeps.


Now stand vigilant at the door

I heard them call for more

To come and replace the hoard

Who died by my vacuum sword.