Did you hear it,
There it is again,
Seems to be coming from over there
Across the fence where
The new couple moved in not long ago
Something's going on, I tell you
Young people in the neighborhood
Can't be anything good.
I heard it again
Sounds like cats a-fighting
But it's broad day light
Can't be, sounds like some delight
A cry of pain or is it pleasure
How can we know which measure
A squeal, for sure
High pitched and clear.
Peep out of the blinds as see
What's making those sounds of glee
Look, there's some movement over there
Seems someone has brought out a chair
Look, those old folks standing around
Seems to have found the source of the sound.
I need my new glasses to see clear
What is making those sounds so near.
There it is on the ground
Why it's a new puppy they've found.
Wrong! It's bigger than that
An' is wearing a funny hat.
A baby in the neighborhood.
Well, Maybe it's for the good.
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(Written in memory of sterile communities everywhere.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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