The mayor wakes us up at six
to tell us we're to noise
What garbage trucks and City Shmucks
are paid to be as toys
To keep us all from sleeping well
and get us angry for it
And make our neighbor think it's Hell
and swear at us just for it
To tell us all we don't deserve
the better part of life
When silence lets us sleep in peace
and mayors know to stife
Categories:
shmucks, appreciation,
Form: Quatrain