I should stop with the bad written poetry and just talk about my life…..
The router it´s in her room,
hence she got a broom:
called hands, she will disconnect it just to piss me off,
she knows, the so called landlord lady or proclaimed as such,
but not a single much,
she will take it out with her two little hands to piss me off
it wouldn´t agravate me to be without internet,
but it does agravate me when I´m the single one in the fucking house paying for internet
she got trapped now in my net.
Now I feel better, might as well go now and punch one of these criminals around town.
Stay Frosty gents znd gentesses.
CRAZY LIFE 
Such a nice work
It´s my way, with all the curse words and other things, the blog it is called crazy life so.. If you want I´ll give you my other blog or the website that are serious.
Appreciate you taking the time for reading and commenting.
Thank you so much
I love your writing!
Glad you did it poem-style!! Love it. :))
Hello Lia, it is what it is so…. poetry, I remendid me of rhymes with not giving me dimes…. to pay the rent.
Love ya( I always say those words so don´t take it bad)
Perrrfick 👌🙌 Love ya too Charly. :)))