I know my neighbours
For their gates, locked.
And my friends, these who've
Intrusive rocked!
Soft crept up, fur-legged
As soft crept down.
Or dangling from off;
Playing the clown!
Or more harmless still
Citizens, plain.
Their morning stretches
Doing again.
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