The room-mate diaries

I came to a place unknown,
Far away and all alone;
Full of hope and a li’l fear;
Trying not to shed a tear;

When the roommate came along,
Braggadocio all day long;
A tiny brain, an ego so big,
Living as dirty as a pig;

Found no solace at this abode -
Always sad or just plain bored.
And at times painfully wry
The abuses were let to fly!

The lease can’t last too long;
I have to be a little strong;
And if my nerve starts to drop -
There’s a couch at the coffee shop!


(I don't wish to reveal on this blog when and with whom such a traumatic incident took place. Call me up and we’ll gossip about it instead!)