Our Council Flat

Our Council Flat.

Hello! Erindors
and I live in a Council flat,
Where, centrifugally
you can't exercise your cat!
We're not complaining,
no, dearie me, not all,
its how they're built,
you can stick finger though wall!
Noise, that's the problem!
You see, the construction is so thin,
we hear normal living sounds
as a decibellious din!
Doors banging, dishes clanging,
even tinkling in the loo,
water running, amorous beds creeking,
normal things people do!
Even prison cells are sound-proof,
they can have a gay old time,
the moral it seems, to get sweet dreams,
you have got to commit a crime!
They're even boasting
they can get four in a cell! Fancy that!
that's a damned sight more
than we can get, in our Council flat!

Jack Gates