(poetry) by calgon Sat May 10 2008 at 15:54:03 

  standing sentinel              in their yards
            neatly trimmed     bristling
                          fence proud 

they breathed an air of         mute exasperation

                 Go Back!    Turn Away! 
                                  Leave Us Be! 
     they shouted 


                                 admire us from afar.
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