God must have loved the common people
He made so many of them,
So why should we, the common herd,
Make neighbours such a problem.

Why gossip about the way they live
Or how they wash the dishes,
Why not just leave them quite alone,
But give them our best wishes.

Because we can't help but nose around,
We really love our neighbours,
And when they really need a hand,
We'll help them with their labours.

If we were aught but meddling fools,
The world would lose its savour,
God just made us all that way,
YES - each to each a neighbour.

Rt.Wor.Bro.Charles Fotheringham.