ode to my neighbors

It's building up force around my throat and cutting off the circulation,
with the neighbors straight north choking off my patience and my otherwise pacifist persuation,
yet another situation when it's good that I own few weapons,
and those that I do are these fingers on a keyboard that may one day be arrested,
and housed in the evidence locker,
come on, it's not like this is a shocker,
you knew it coming all the while,
since I lodged my first complaint and I have a feeling that I'll,
come out the bigger man here,
if I stick the bigger plan here,
that doesn't involve getting out the finger paints and crayons here,
but God damn you act like a little child,
and while putting a potato in your exhaust pipe would make me smile,
I hate the sound of back firing,
you need a new job?
I hear that Douchebags Anonymous is hiring,
perhaps you should apply,
they need a new president, but you should know that I am the ultimate authority on you and I,
cause you don't know me,
and maybe that's why you act with such pettiness,
it's a tempting role to play, I must confess,
but you're getting no where fast if you do this to the next man,
who might not be as self-reserved as I am,
and when I see the divers searching for a body at the bottom of Lake Calhoun,
i'll know that it must've been your new neighbors that just met you.
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Douchebags Anonymous, I love this!! Sorry the neighbors are giving you a hard time. I know what a pain in the ass that can be