Thursday's Poetry

This is a poem by Marquia.  She started out trying to do a free verse poem and found out that she had a lot of internal rhyme.  This has been re-typed exactly as she spelled it and punctuated it.

Townhome

I need to buy a townhome,
A very special townhome.
It needs a juicy price,
So I don't have to roll the dice.
I don't want to get a loft,
I want my town home to be soft.
The mailbox can't feel rusty.
The town home can't be dusty.
I don't want irritating sounds,
Or else I'll stomp the ground.
I don't want to hear a quack.
Or else I'll go crack.
I don't want a stinky smell,
I prefer a lovely smell.
It needs a handsome sight,
So it won't look like a fright.
Like I said,
Like I said.
The price needs to be sweet,
One that I can't beat.
I need to buy a townhome,
A very special townhome.