My Neighbors

I complain a lot, I admit well, maybe I have reason to, at least at times let me recap my summation of life in this trailer park redneck w pick up in plaid (to my left) to my right-the parking lot pervert to the north exactly outside my only bedroom window immediately to the right of my head in bed Community Meetings!! they rarely start before midnight they discourse on important subjects- their val-pak coupons save 20 cents!!! and hold up the line for 20 minutes! or the stange handyman- really a nice guy I guess but always lookin for money... and he sort'a looks like a cross between igor and Freddy "Hambone" is his name you ain't gonna find any "Hambones" in NYC, that I can promise you... yet I'd be lost without him just get a bit annoyed when he takes on chores sometimes that were not discussed with me- and wants money when I rarely keep much home (or anywhere else, for that matter) and the mail!! mail truck's arrival bigger event everyday then if Santa Claus should land with deer and sleigh Oh, I'll just can it, before I get carried away (by the men in the whits coats?) so enjoy your urban blues and this country gentleman will prevail somehow.