The hell that's other people Is clipped out of context so they say Others stick to it's apparent obviousness Simple misanthropia on display Like an impossible inner housing ladder We envy characteristic real estate Which leaves us only sadder In our current state But if we got our desire To move into someone new The walls would all unwire Foundations buckle too The house would terrify us It's feel it's sound it's smell Someone else's intrinsicness Would become our living hell So forget all your envy Cast off your wanton care It's writ large in the small print my friend It says Buyer beware.