On a Neighbourly Roll

ON A NEIGHBORLY ROLL Well, didn’t I just wake up, with my delightful neighbour on my mind . . . SHOULD I Should I, declare myself mentally ill, so I can be, just like you So, be able to get away with, all the cruel things that you do Indiana Shaw . . . HER AIM Her; whole aim in life; is to make everyone suffer, just like her The fact others had suffered more to her just never occurred Indiana Shaw . . . SHE IS She's so revengeful and spiteful, up as the most vindictive on the street But, always does a runner, if, upon, one of her victims, she should meet Indiana Shaw . . . I KNOW I know her spies are watching me, reading all that I have to say But; honestly, it will just make you wiser, at the end of the day Indiana Shaw . . . HER TOOL She just uses everyone around her, to her, you're nothing, but; her tool Pointing fingers; barking orders, but; in the end, she is just her own fool Indiana Shaw . . . DON’T Don’t tell your neighbour, on just how to suck eggs Just tell her, how she looks like a cow, on frogs legs Indiana Shaw . . . *o* “THE END” . . . ; )