I've never liked my neighbours
But now they're all I've got
I'm living in a Cul-De-Sac
They don't come out a lot
Pretending that I'm quite concerned
I shout over the fence
You'd think that I have never learned
I'm bridging their defence
Nobody seemed to answer me
They might not like me too
So I shut myself back in my house
And sat upon the loo!
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