The couple just moved in
But refused the membership
Disagreements soon broke out
With neighbours giving lip

Friction over plant pots
Between the haves and nots
They bought themselves a caravan
Just to watch it rot

A driveway filled with housing
Within the homeowner glare
Tyres start to crumble
They cannot contain despair

It all felt so perfect
A revenge just so pure
Nothing could be done
But pin a note to the door

The fascists ruled the street
Took pride in the monotony
But now a humble caravan
Destroys a street's prim botany