Albert Pryor


Movin' On - Poem by Albert Pryor

My next door neighbor
Is movin' on
To a place so far
It seems forlorn.
It'll be her first house
Where she's goin'
But not without much
Cussin' and moanin'
About her stuff
That she's movin' on;
Down the stairs and
In to her car,
Movin' on real, real far.
The town is called
La Crescenta,
Where coyotes and brown bears
Have been known to enter.
Yeah, she's movin' on
To a home of her own,
With shrubbery, trees,
And a new lawn she's sown.
Before I know it,
A new neighbor will
Have settled in,
And then I'll have
A new surrogate
Next of kin.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 31, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 19, 2010


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