'Twas a terrible day, that time of my stay,

When the basement did flood--and, no, not with mud

And though caused by the tenants, they now have prevented

From collecting what's due, so trouble'll ensue

And now they'll not pay, even though they did stay

I'm two months out of pocket, with no way to stop it!

The ground now is clear, and the account I do fear

But until my return, this trouble I'll spurn

No good will it do, to further pursue

And if never again, I rent property to them

It should be no surprise, because now I am wise