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Mrs. Mallard ran a boarding house down by the Lake Shore Drive.

She’d reserve a place on the porch as soon as you’d arrive.

She never asked where you were going, or where you went

just as long as by Friday evening, you’d pay the rent.

The house was old and sentimental,

gingerbread, off-white.

The third floor ceiling paint was peeling and the doors didn’t close real tight.

But there always was a fire burning and all the time heads were turning

when Natalie, Sweet Natalie,

entered.

 

 

Mr. Mallard passed away several years ago.

He had a sickness that stole his

quickness, but he never let anyone know.

Mrs. M. used to condemn him, he had a flask to befriend him,

and together they spent their evenings  

 laughing.  

   Ho-Ho-Ho

 

Now, if you ever take a room in the house by

the Lake Shore Drive

just a few words should be heard to help you

survive.

There’s no smoking in the beds, six o’clock

you’ll be fed,

and one more thing, if you’re a boarder,

you ought to not talk to her daughter..  .  

  ©J.D. Carroll

   Creative Ventures Music

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The Boarding House

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