The Spectrum of Apartment Living

My neighbour is named for Italian bread

There’s always a chignon upon her head

And although she always forgets my name
I know it’s the Alzheimers to blame

She’s awesome when I make loads of noise

As she seldoms recalls, so no thrown toys.

My other neighbour, on the other hand

Is a noisy bastard of a Yank

My privacy is super restricted

I can’t even get the douche evicted.

Panina, the best neighbour ever

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