The Bloke Next Door..and other little poems

The bloke next door he's such a nutter,

Ive seen him hanging from the gutter,

At night he's out with his wellies on,

The sheep,they see him and off theyr'e gone,

Oh no! poor ewe!, she just want peace,

But nutter grabs her by the fleece,

And daubs her with his tub of grease,

It all goes calm,

But not for long,

For he's back in a while,

Emerging from the hillside,

With a sheep and a funny smile.