Don'T Watch Your Neighbors...
I stood on my roof
Counting missing shingles
Looked over yonder
My skin got the tingles
My neighbor was mowing his lawn
No shirt on his bod
All I can say is
"Oh My God!"
He glanced up
I turned around
Next thing ya know
My ladder was falling down
It was my neighbor
He moved it away
I had to have dinner with him
Or on the roof he'd make me stay!
Copyright © Teresa Harr-Pena | Year Posted 2007
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