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Having all the time in the world
Speaking curtly to everyone
She watched, as they unfurled
Making sure the laundry was folded
And the beds, all properly made
Vacuuming carpets completely
Ne’er forgetting to dust the lampshade
She held them all accountable
They’d cower, at the look on her face
Making sure they were tormented
In this house on Grayson Place
Stories are still told about her
How nasty she was to her staff
Yet, no one really knew of her existence
She’s just a woman, in a photograph
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overthehillontheyellowbrickroad said:
I can imagine her!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Nasty woman!!
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WaltPage said:
Reblogged this on Walt's Writings.
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thanks so much, my friend! ❤ 🙂
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WaltPage said:
You’re very welcome ☺💛
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WaltPage said:
Love the last line 🌝💛
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you. I played around with it a bit, still not sure it’s how I want it lol
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WaltPage said:
When I was managing resorts I had Executive Housekeepers like her ☺💛
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Oh boy…that must have been a hoot.
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WaltPage said:
I loved it!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
You’re too much lol
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you, thank you, thank you! ❤
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