The Neighbor

My neighbor is playing his guitar again
He isn't very good.
He's doing this on his balcony
Shirtless in 65 degree weather
Sometimes he sings
A double lack of talent
He really is embarrassing you know
Should I say something to him?
I don't know him and I really don't care to
I can think of only one reason for his performance
He believes the neighborhood ladies are swooning in delight
But so long as he quits by 10 o'clock,
I'll suffer for him in silence.

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