Shush
peace and quiet tha's all i desire,a village green without a town crier
a tranquil spot a silent idyll,more chance of finding caviar at your local lidl
i get through my door and hope the noise will recede then the kids next door decide to start a stampede
up and down stairs at a thunderous pace,i'm seriously thinking about knocking and spraying them with mace
serves them right for making my life hell,ah bliss solitary confinement and my own prison cell
i go to the library to escape the hubbub, only to find the kids have started there own social club
the librarian in charge tries in vain to restore order, more chance of peace on the palestinian border
i'm short sighted ,long sighted and walk with a stick, yet from forty yards i can hear a digital clock tick
i shoulndn't complain but i defenitely plan to, one more thing what do the noise abatement society actually do
Copyright © Peter Swindell | Year Posted 2013
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