Eviction Blues

Never thought it would happen to me
Someone else’s problem as far as I could see
But reality has knocked upon my door
This is not your door anymore
We want you out
We want the house
Payments missed, grab your stuff
Go sleep out in the rough
The solicitors are unwilling to re-examine
My personal experience of modern day famine
The only pity is that I am terrace bound
Otherwise I’d burn the fucking thing down.
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