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In Farm Road
An elderly widow cannot sleep.
The door-rattling music
Is loud and deep.
The lawlessness of the noisemakers
Would make you weep
In Farm Road, in Farm Road.

The windows hum to the music they play.
There is a perpetual party
Both night and day.
The nearest Police station
Is only a stone's throw away
In Farm Road, in Farm Road.

Whether on peter Street or Windsor Lane
The loud music is a nuisance
And a constant pain.
The monotonous boom boom
Often spawns a migraine
In Farm Road, in Farm Road.

It does not make sense to call the law.
Lawbreakers are not afraid of them.
It seems like the Police are under their paw.
After the Police leave
They squawk and hee haw
In Farm Road, in Farm Road.

Before long music will infiltrate the school.
Students enjoy rap and reggae;
They think such music is cool.
But it is used as a weapon
Instead of a tool
In Farm Road, in Farm Road.

                                     Fredrica Faye Brooks
Copyright(C)2003 Fredrica Faye Brooks All Rights Reserved


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