My Own Private Canterbury

When we retired we were so inspired: To live free and rest from our labors. This mobile home park has lived up to the mark, But oh, goodness gracious, the neighbors. Jay the old peeper can snoop through the creeper And tell if the ladies are bathing. At times he's been caught and the women have taught him new curse words in language quite scathing. Denny got back from the hoosegow and that is the end of his meth lab's production. He'll have to report to the man from the court with his pee to avoid re-induction. Jen basks in the sun and we all see her bum Though we tell her it's not necessary. In England alone she's seventeen stone And her armpits are ever so hairy. A lady name Myrtle we call snapping turtle (You never know when she'll attack you) keeps her trailer quite clean but she's viciously mean And if talked to she'll snap right back at you. There are neighbors with tone, who have made themselves known And we're so glad to know they reside here, But an odd PhD and a master's degree Can't compete with the felons that bide here.