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The Latest Tenant

This morning there was an empty bed on the ward
I'd woken up a couple of times during the night
with the sound of a terrible groaning
and rushing feet, followed by curtains closing
machines bleeping and nurses gasping

at nine o'clock the cleaner came
changed the bed clothes and pillow cases
wiped down the locker and the floor tiles
then at half past,  the bed was taken again
and the nurses greeted the new man with a smile
Written by lepperochan (Craic-Dealer)
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