Please Do Not Disturb

My late afternoon nap
is suddenly interrupted
by the persistent pecking
of a deranged woodpecker
rapping on my motel door

“Sir it’s the maid—-sorry to disturb you
but can I come in and have sex now?”

I stumble groggily toward the door,
open it and am greeted by the sight of
a short, slightly hunchbacked gray haired woman
holding a broom in her right hand
and a dustpan in her left

Her lime green uniform
has the name “Doris”
stitched in pink letters over her left breast
matching the pink scarf
resting lightly on her pudgy, slightly oblong head.

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