When just a girl how I would dream
Of living in house painted cream
With scalloped trim as blue as sky
On windowsill would cool a pie
The fence waist high as white as snow
And creeping over vine would grow
There would be dogs, a dad and kids
I wished and wished, is what I did
And time did pass as time will do
Some of those dreams, they did come true
But often hopes can burst and shatter
For what’s to come are real world matters
It’s not a thing they teach in school
Home ownership and all the rules
You can’t just purchase then relax
You get hit with a property tax!?
It’s like you have to pay to live!
They’ll take way more than you can give!
And who determines who pays what?
I think it’s made up on the spot!
Oh woe is me, and all my bills
My cup of debt, it overspills!
You have no choice, you aren’t impervious
The city needs funds for their services
Like should there ever be a fire
There’s firemen that they can hire
I guess I see just why it’s needed
WIthout it, upkeep is impeded
So when bill comes, don’t whine and tear it
Pay your dues, let’s grin and bear it
The city doesn’t mean to “spank” you
If it could, it would smile and thank you!