Dont_Call_Me
Bluelighter
Just a short drive from the highway,
On to the expressway, via the parkway,
Is a brick veneer house with a picket fence.
It looks like any other house… in suburbia.
An ordinary family, a husband and his wife,
Three faultless children… two boys and a girl.
A dog, a cat, a goldfish and house occupied with,
Crapy furnishings and trinkets they really don't need.
The youngest, a boy, sits in his room, listening,
To punk rock music louder than he knows he should.
The eldest, a girl screaming and banging on the wall,
In a futile attempt to gain some sanity.
The middle child sits on the back porch,
Deeply inhaling a marijuana cigarette nervously.
Paranoid, as he watches over his shoulder,
For his parents, even though they are oblivious.
Sitting in expensively upholstered lounge chairs,
That they dare not even put their feet up on.
Watching mind numbing television programs,
About garden makeovers, and so called reality.
Welcome to the heart of suburbia.
Choked into a blissful ignorance
By an ever encompassing urban sprawl.
Shaping our prefabricated kit lives.
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http://users.bigpond.net.au/rudeness
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On to the expressway, via the parkway,
Is a brick veneer house with a picket fence.
It looks like any other house… in suburbia.
An ordinary family, a husband and his wife,
Three faultless children… two boys and a girl.
A dog, a cat, a goldfish and house occupied with,
Crapy furnishings and trinkets they really don't need.
The youngest, a boy, sits in his room, listening,
To punk rock music louder than he knows he should.
The eldest, a girl screaming and banging on the wall,
In a futile attempt to gain some sanity.
The middle child sits on the back porch,
Deeply inhaling a marijuana cigarette nervously.
Paranoid, as he watches over his shoulder,
For his parents, even though they are oblivious.
Sitting in expensively upholstered lounge chairs,
That they dare not even put their feet up on.
Watching mind numbing television programs,
About garden makeovers, and so called reality.
Welcome to the heart of suburbia.
Choked into a blissful ignorance
By an ever encompassing urban sprawl.
Shaping our prefabricated kit lives.
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http://users.bigpond.net.au/rudeness
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