I try to be mellow in most of my life
But pet peeves, I do have a few
Little glitches that make me go crazy
And leave me bogged down in a stew
I belong to this neighborhood website
Members bring up the daffiest things
They ask the whole town what a noise was
Or where to get free water wings
The man throws the paper in our driveway
But sometimes I check, it’s not there
What kind of dork steals our paper?
And how can they think that that’s fair?
The worst things of all are the marketing calls
That’s all we get on our landline
Sometimes I holler and vent and rage
But mostly I whimper and whine
Recently things have gotten even worse
These criminals are invading my cell
I never would say it out loud to them
But I hope that they go straight to Hell
Our house has one bin for recycling
And one more for regular trash
Someone who lives here breaks all of the rules
Our recycling is just balderdash
Popcorn at the movies is shocking
Their profit’s nine hundred percent
Of course they make zero on tickets
I suppose I’ll retract my lament
The skateboarders do tricks on a side street
Even though they are breaking the rule
Some have now reached their mid-thirties
I suppose that they think they’re still cool
Our side yard is now a shuttle bus stop
The university claimed it their own
The students hang out in our driveway
Absorbed in what’s on their iPhone
The dog poops in our grass are a nuisance
Although I’ve been guilty of the same
You never know who is the culprit
But I don’t think the dogs are to blame
I’m also annoyed at the man down the block
Who is feeding the birds loaves of bread
He spreads white bread slices up and down the street
What bird wants to be white bread fed?
One house still has their Trump sign in their yard
They apparently feel they have won
I think that they should be embarrassed
Disgusting, when all’s said and done
Now that I’ve finished my excellent list
Every item, I’d say, is small stuff
Perhaps I can manage to be more grownup
And avoid getting into a huff