So you like wind chimes on your tree?
A lot of people do.
You hung them up and seem to think
Your neighbours like them too.
But while you're sleeping at the front,
We're kept awake 'til light
For sleeping at the back of house
We hear every night.
And as we try to get some sleep
The tinkling from the tree
Just never ends, goes on and on.
Its seems we're never free.
From dawn to dawn they tinkle,
I wonder if they care,
Those inconsiderate neighbours
Who bought and hung them there.
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