Fern Road

I live at the end of the road
front gardens, basket ball nets
mail boxes, picket fence
wishing wells and fishing floats
pot luck dinners, wooden boats
waving scarecrows , washing lines
“Ed and Rose live here’ on signs
there is watching and twitching lest you forget
keep your cats indoors, we don’t welcome pets
bin day is Tuesday as we’ve told you before
if you don’t mow your lawn we’ll be round at your door
cute tulips and maples and carved garden gnomes
and driveways blocked up with huge mobile homes
like battleships bigger and bolder and beige
machismo themed names are all the rage
Commander, Defender, Son of Thor
with antlers and crossbows hung up on the door
bike racks and gun stacks, canoes on the roof
I’m a he man, a real man and here is my proof