I’d appreciate
If you’d noise abate
Just lower the rate
A little bit, mate
Mind at ease
In still and peace
I know will cease
With your release
Your voice will grate
And resonate
Please be late
It's barely eight
I have no doubt
You’ve no need to shout
Like a drunken lout
Inside voice not out
I’d appreciate
If you’d noise abate
Just lower the rate
A little more, mate
If I seem quite terse
Well it just got worse
This is so perverse
I may have to curse
The fates now scoff
I was once well off
Thought you were enough
Then you brought your stuff
The hum and clatter
Drowns out my natter
Like I just don’t matter
As my nerves you shatter
I’d appreciate
If you’d noise abate
Just lower the rate
Quite a lot more, mate
Sound cuts like a knife
I need a quiet life
Free from noise and strife
Unlike you wildlife
It’s beyond a joke
My nerves you poke
Why can’t you talk
Like normal folk
Oh, holy cow!
I don’t see how
Your constant row
Will ever end now
I’d appreciate
If you’d noise abate
And lower the rate
Shut up, you reprobate!
MAWH, June 2017
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