Meet my neighbours
All wild and fiery
He’s intermittent
She’s just wiry
None of us speak
Not that I’m sad
Those habitual nutters
Have drove us mad
We’re decent people
I like to think
But even the sanest
Get pushed to the brink
I dream of waking
On a sunny day
And watching them slowly
Driving away
No words needed
I can read the sign
House for sale
That would do fine