There she is, just sitting
As if she is totally oblivious
Staring at her magazine
Like everything in life is dandy
But it is not
I swore to her
If she had done it one more time
And she did
Stomping furious I drew closer to her
Eyes peek up from behind the magazine
With one raised eyebrow
I looked at her and shook my head
Pointing in the direction of the bathroom
Of course I couldn't sleep
How could I
With intense dripping of that fountain
Over and over
A circle where time doesn't exsist
You would think that it would run out
But of course it does not
She looked at me smiling
Went and turned it off
Moments later my eyes began
To drag downwards
Little half smile creeping
Now I can sleep
Author notes
My roommate has a bad habit of doing this...a lot!
A contest entry
- Another Great Whine Out by pattyann4500.
1700 points, ended June 5, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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LOL Perhaps you should buy her a wrench.
This is really cute, and you have good reason to whine about the dripping water. Luckily, it's never kept me awake, but I do feel sorry for those it does. Thank you so much for this delightful entry to my contest. Patricia
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