No.28

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These drones are making me nervous.

The single guy next door, filthy pervert,

Flies his outside my window,

Hoping for a peepshow!

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I’m glad to disappoint him every time

When I hear that hornet-whine,

I stand there, fully-naked,

Brave behind closed blinds.

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But, inevitably, with new technology

Maybe he’ll upgrade to infra-red.

So unless I coat my blinds in lead

There’ll be no place to hide.

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These drones are making me nervous.

I decide to confront the dirty spy

To shout: ‘Go park your roving eye

Elsewhere, and not outside my window!’

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Ready for a fight, I ring his doorbell,

Hear heavy footsteps down the hall.

Breathless pause before he opens the door,

And there he is, the bastard!

… oh my!

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These drones are making me nervous.

My husband’s lies in pieces now,

In a dirty box forgotten in the shed,

While we get busy in bed.

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No.28

Erik Kaisson, 2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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