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New Neighbors

A few days ago new neighbors moved to the house across the street. Mind you, I'm not a very nosy guy and am generally quite discreet, But like my dear old cat, I possess a certain amount of curiosity, So I pulled the curtain aside to see what I could see! "Love thy neighbor as thyself", the Good Book expounds! That'll be mighty hard to do as I curse their six howling hounds, And the teenage kid with dual pipes and boom box in his car, Roaring up and down the street, our tranquility to mar! Their six rowdy ruffians trample my shrubs and pristine lawn. I have no need for an alarm clock since they awake me every dawn! I feel like wringing the scrawny necks of each of the little brats. Those feral little hoodlums are about to drive me bats! Dad has a Harley on which he roars to work each day. Mom, trying to herd her urchins, has a voice heard a mile away! They own half a dozen heaps parked along the thoroughfare, Occupying other peoples' parking spaces but they don't seem to care! Wouldn't it be swell if our neighbors we could choose! I don't want to sound grumpy but I'm being driven to booze! Lord, there must be some relief from this hopeless perdition. It would certainly calm my nerves and improve my disposition! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved (Fictional write - I actually have pretty decent neighbors!)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 6/6/2012 5:02:00 PM
Never live in a triplex where you have done your neighbour good, for if anything goes wrong between you you'll hear it overhead. You will hear it in the morning, and at anytime throughout the day . Most of all they'll make sure you hear it when your all snug up in bed. this another excellent poem. I would be very disappointed if I really thought you were drove to drink.
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Date: 6/6/2012 4:27:00 PM
if this were the first poem i was reading of yours, i'd believe it to be true, but knowing that it isn't doesn't make me enjoy it any less. i love the little details you always manage to sneak in which make your poems so much fun to read. write on, dear bob!
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Date: 6/6/2012 3:52:00 PM
This is good. Some people can drive us to drink. Once I had a boss that told me -Lucy, you are going to drive me to drink and I don't drink, I gamble. I told him - I can drive you there too. have a good laugh. Lucilla
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Date: 6/6/2012 1:08:00 PM
Bob - I don't know why but the Everly Brothers tune "problems, problems problems all day long" has entered my head and won't let go. My sister in law has these neighbors. love, Kathy
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Date: 6/6/2012 11:46:00 AM
lol, report them to the bombing squad, bob.. witty and so delightful!..:) huggs
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Date: 6/6/2012 11:34:00 AM
If those neighbors were real, I would consider moving - SOON! Mike
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Date: 6/6/2012 11:19:00 AM
lol..This was too excellent write from top to bottom!! Love the flow of this piece of art..this maybe fictional..but it sure does happen.
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