they keep the grass
cut. the leaves blown
and bagged,
the dead branches
tied and towed away.
they trim
the hedges.
plant the flowers
at the entrance.
they give the road
a washing.
they make it seem
quite wonderful
to live there
as the president
of the board in her
hip boots,
with her clip board
marches
towards you house.
quickly you try
to muzzle your barking
dog and plead for him
to be quiet.
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