TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE DEMOLITION

Twas the night before demo and all through the bathroom, was cracked tiles and spackle and sponges and a broom. The phone was a ringing "hello" said I. "I broke my wrist" said the contrator "I can't come by." So here is round two of salmon colored walls, and a tub with old lady hair and a spider that crawls. A toilet that's plastic, and a sink full of crud, drawers with no bottoms and floors full of mud!