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Can Run, Can’t Hide

I’m trying to hide from my neighbor,
Though it’s slightly neurotic behavior.
For once we’re together,
He’ll chat about weather,
Then share a few thoughts on our Savior.

I avoid him like yesterday’s coffee,
Like rancid roast beef or salami.
So I’ll slip round the edge
Of this nicely-placed hedge,
Then into my hou– Crap, he saw me!

hedge

 

3 Comments

  1. Paula Munro wrote:

    This is so me. I think I share Oscar’s desire not to see people I know when I’m out!

    Wednesday, July 7, 2010 at 8:59 am | Permalink
  2. bev wrote:

    you have a neighbor i call (to myself, and now to you) “les nessman.” made me think of him.

    Wednesday, July 7, 2010 at 12:41 pm | Permalink
  3. Scott wrote:

    I think we’re talking about the same person, Bev!

    Wednesday, July 7, 2010 at 5:45 pm | Permalink

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