Intrusions


The black cat is getting into her house
Wasn't he supposed to be killing mouse?
An old neighbor is claiming root of her tree
Is intruding in couple parts of his property
Meanwhile across town
A guy is walking around his deck
He is busy making a puzzle palace
As neighbor girl grabs his tree pieces
Puts them in another corner
Adds few of her own tree pieces ,
A long yellow brick way, a single flower
Then like a summer bird, she yells out a whistle
The puzzled paper palace is gone
But the garden is grabbing his head muscle
And the bird whistle is all real

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