An Observer Am I

Here are some people I'd like you to meet, Various characters who live down our street. First there's old Alf, the gardener supreme I've never seen a lawn so lush or so green. Then there is Elsie, how she likes to chatter Any subject you like, she'll have a natter. There's secretive Steve, he peeps through his blinds I often wonder what lurks in his mind. Now on to Sarah, the voluptuous vamp Quite a contradiction, for her husband's quite camp. John on the corner is fixing his car, He works on it daily, but it doesn't get far. Old Margaret bless her, has a house full of cats And a collection, of the world's weirdest hats. Desmond the cyclist you just have to see, All rigged out in lycra, he's seventy three! Thomas our giant, six foot ten it's said A rumour went round there was snow his head. Then there is me, an observer am I I just love to watch, as life passes by. Entry for STANDARD CONTEST 163,any form,any,theme, Up to a max of 20 lines Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand. 18/1/19. Placed =1st.