Mr Swaiggle lived four houses down
Edward was an odd guy to say the least
I had seen him a few times round about
Rumored, once a vacuum salesman back east
He supposedly inherited some money
Now living on that cash hand-down
Mr. Swaiggle’s statute.. man somewhat short
pointed nose that intruded out
His actions at times even funny
Some people might even say, ‘a dork’
Eyebrows thick that shadowed his eyes
lips drooped to a frown
long chin with grey goatee
His voice rough and graveled the sound.
Once a jolly man with a smile
now an old man corrupt beneath
a heart turned wicked and vile
from desires of riches and money!
Edward’s house not that old, but shabby
yard much the same, might say weeds.
Windows and curtains somewhat lacking
Sidewalk old and cracked repairs needed
once poor women Edward prey
Vacuums, quite a salesman
with lies and a phony display
seemed a well serving gentleman
over-priced vacuums their sweep
installment plans, high interest untold
machines worthless he peddled
women money unable, vacuums sold
his wretched ways unsettled
now his soul one needed to clean
no vacuum his evil suck
no installment plan cover
nor the high cost duck
the sins ..Mr. Edward Swaiggle
Poetry