just a little remembrance of the neighbor who has moved to town...
Once upon a time in a place north of town,
A proud old crone wore her superiority crown.
Putting on airs for all to see
and fooling her "friends" with delicious glee.
I loved her once like a devoted sister
And she burst my bubble like a wicked blister.
Curses from across the yard
and rude remarks with her teeth barred.
I marvel at the sh*t she does spew
But I miss her still, this pretentious shrew!
My thoughts of her really need to cease
And I pray to find some kind of peace.