The loving Bureaucrat
You sit there behind the geraniums waiting for the click
In the hallway to spy on your neighbour
You cannot wait to find a flaw in them and then
call email and phone in to report
a neglected dog starving for attention has more love
then you
your green eyes light up when you hear something
waiting like a spider until you can open
the door
The war is over yet you love to practice
the sport of taddle-tale
and maybe one day you would get lucky to get someone
in JAIL