There's nowt so queer as neighbours.
They come and then they go.
Sometimes nice and friendly,
Next thing full of woe.
It used to be my noisy kids,
Now it's always their's.
That fence is on whose property?
Now neither of you cares.
Their BBQ is belching smoke,
And you are fuming too.
But once they know it does you harm,
They say "That will never do".
A funny lot are neighbours,
They're never just like us.
We are always fair and calm
And never make a fuss.
Yes there's nowt so queer as neighbours
And it will always be.
One thing that is certain,
They'll think the same of me.
(Currently I have good neighbours.๐)