This is the view from our kitchen window on Christmas
Day, on Christmas Day in the morning.
A commercial well drilling company is moving in,
the goings on, a closer look
at t he goings on in our neighborhood.
Here we are looking back at our house,
back at our house from the other side of
the construction site.
The big trees are ours.
Across the road Verizon has blessed us with
a honking big tower, a great big tower.
On the parcel next to the tower we are building a jail,
we are building a big new jail.
(The community may or may not be growing, but
evidently the criminal element is,
for it will have eighty beds, eighty beds,
thrice the number we have now.)
(To the tune and lilt of "Lazy Mary Will You Get Up."
See if that get stuck in your head.)