Teresa Harr-Pena Poet Rhyme

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!

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