The house up the hill has been condemned.
The guy who lived there—private school
Kid I guess since who was he, his dad away,
Was having a warren dug to protect himself.
One day it filled with smoke and he tried
The circuit breaker but the boy he was paying
In startup capital died anyway. In the neighborhood
I'd drive Judy back to through the dark
Deer infested woods an explosion
Woke her one night: place up the road
Blown so far apart it took chunks
Out of the neat next-door brick boxes
Hours before the auction. Judging
By the bones he killed his dog first.
There were no deer in Washington until the 60s
And now they have to shoot them.