Exhausted Pipe
My neighbor has a new boyfriend
Most nights he arrives
in his little black sports car
to pick up his glittery prize.
His little black sports car
has a big exhaust pipe...
that wakes me up most every night.
Sometimes he parks his little black sports car
in front of my mailbox.
He's pretty buff and has a mean little face
and I'm too old to say anything.
They've been together for about 6 months.
I'm praying that their relationship crumbles.
I'm hoping she meets a skinny nerd with a smart car.
Who doesn't park in front of my mailbox.
I must admit that her long legs are the perfect fit
for a little black sports car with the midnight grin.
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