Arriving early at this quaint little street

Finding a little house needing fresh painting

A nicely dressed lady came out to greet

Taking me through the corridor

A dog came out of nowhere and ran to my feet

She apologised, saying the dog needs cleaning

In fact, this whole house needs a new treat

I just nodded and looked up at the ceiling

Oh, I know the ceiling looks old and incomplete

And look at the cracks appearing

This warm beige colour adds more heat

After ten years this house looks real tiring

I took out my note, jotting down on the sheets

I wonder when she wants to get starting

How long have you lived alone

Too long, she looked away, despairing

When entering a bathroom, neat and sweet

My eyes travelled to a single bath towel hanging

Confirming that no man ever painted this en-suite

I’m the one for whom Mrs Lee has been waiting