Our shitty landlord from the penthouse suite:
With us still here, He renovates our flat.
He never knocks, and never wipes His feet,
But stomps about, and makes our floorboards crack.
He leaves with candles lit, our stove on high;
Or else He sets our thermostat for Sun.
The heating bill, He never pays on time,
But rent is due each Sunday of the month.
He clogs our toilet, floods our flat for days;
Lets water run, but never does a dish.
They say He works in mysterious ways,
But never feeds the fish, although they’re His.
To face eviction, we would much prefer,
Than live another day, this Hell on Earth.