My neighbors are special in so many ways,
schizophrenics, bi-polars, lesbians and gays.
Obviously confused about who they are,
matters not to me if I could just reach my car.
Rarely will I make it without being seen,
meaning I'll be attacked at parts in between.
The latest gossip is forced upon my ears,
minutes seem like hours and hours like years.
A contest entry
- ~~ MY NEIGHBORS ~~ by Melodies.
450 points, ended April 2, 2007, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this is really funny. I love it and I can sort of relate.
great job on this poem and congratulations on the HM
kat
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Hmmm, do we live in the same neighborhood and not know it?? LOL, sounds like a few of my neighbors. Try as I might, can never seem to get away from them. One of these days, I am going to walk out with police issue, gun range ear plugs. Good luck in the contest hun.
Storm -
Had to chuckle here...
Yes, I do think this is humorous because we have quirky neighbors, too! You might fix the spelling on "schizophrenic" unless it is true that it might be spelled with a "y" as well.
I had to learn to spell it, once. 
This month I learned to spell Leprehcaun. My neighbors are an odd mix, too, which is how I thought of this contest! 
Very cool poem you wrote! 
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It is sad when you are forced to live in an unsafe area, neighbors can really be quite the butts at times too. What I don’t like is the pets they let wander about, starving and neglected. Nice write, best wishes
Alilly
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