My Fallacious Neighbor

The curious neighbor always looks over the fence; Enough cause to bewilder me, and I spend a thousand in defense. But he is his lady's man, she goads him into tussle With teeth and nails, putting up sails on his flexing muscle. First he boos as he hoists a hot scarlet banner And calls me a no-see-um in a bawdy manner; In vortex of rage, a cat out of cage I do take the plunge Heartbeat raised, lipids crazed to knock this fallacious grunge; I want to eviscerate his obnoxious bowels, In the process I trample on the moss losing all my vowels. Here the game is over and I have got the prize Now on there's nobody around me, and a tail to tantalize. Eight word challenge-7 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: John Hamilton 28th June, 2018