A Sour Harvest

there was a proud resident who gave her neighbours a torrid time because she was well-connected and big an apologist and a menace she was a law unto herself none could tell her to reduce the noise her hi-fi produced from her children to her pets --all did as they pleased – her licentious dogs caused havoc even her chicks were untouchable when the empire of those who had been fortifying and sugarcoating her nonsense imploded--she also crushed on her chest all the sense of immunity just fizzled out it was a bitter harvest as her own dogs ran riot --did the unthinkable: biting her like a stranger while her own children stood aloof as if gloating the stunned neighbours watched the fracas from afar