I cant stand my next door neighbor
And I know they can’t stand me
Walking the dog in the morning
In their flowers I hope he will pee
I steal their Sunday paper
And turn on their water hose
When they hang out their laundry
I’ve even have taken their clothes
Last night I ordered them pizza
Hope they like anchovies
I save up my stinky garbage
To make the best of the breeze
Why do I do all this to them?
I’d be glad to tell you
It’s the way they act so like children
It’s like they never grew.
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2 comments:
I love this one. It always gives me a chuckle each time I read it.
Keep up the good work!
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