Elvis of Islands

My dog and I

took a neighbourhood tour today.

I like my neighbourhood.

The Hammer likes the neighbourhood too

but she would prefer to live

even further out in the country.

Newfoundland,

that Elvis of Islands,

would be her choice.

A place a girl can really run around.

People decorate their lawns with

flowers and crap in the summer.

Makes a neighbourhood look and smell real pretty.

All that shit is dead now.

All I saw was dirty houses,

dead leaves and dire straits.

Inside the houses everybody

was drinking, smoking dope and

thinking about Christmas.