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Aug 2022
You cannot choose your neighbours
luck will decide that fate
They come in many flavours
from noisy through to great

Some won't be to you speaking
and some straight out of hell
some of tobacco reeking
or some illicit smell

But then one will arrive
who might make things less tense
and make you all night through till five
spy over the fence
Written by
Arek  M/Adelaide
(M/Adelaide)   
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