Poem -

If You Don't Pay, You Don't Stay

If You Don't Pay, You Don't Stay

You haven't paid your rent even though it's over due.
I'm going to get a new tenant after I get rid of you.
You sneak out the back every day to avoid me.
You're an asswipe who has really annoyed me.
You agreed to pay me $300.00 each month when I agreed to let you stay.
Get the hell out of this house, you're not welcome because you won't pay!
I let you rent my house cheap because I'm a nice guy.
Pay me or leave, If I get mad enough, you may die.
You haven't paid me even though you've been here for twelve weeks.
I'm pissed and I'm about to put my foot between your butt cheeks.
When it comes to paying, you won't pay attention.
And you have the nerve to ask for a six week extension.
My blood pressure has gone through the roof and I'm starting to shout.
You're the worst tenant who ever lived, pay me or get the hell out!

(This poem is fictional but reality for some people.)

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