Help Yourself to a Neighbor

Peeking through the window of the girl across the street
 Some slumber-party action down the hall
 Balancing, bent over, naked, on their hands and feet
 Who can poo the farthest of them all?
 Some go the distance, some need assistance, racing resistance dusk to dawn
 Puffing and panting, still goes the chanting, raving and ranting, on and on and on
 (and on, and on, and on, and on)
 Down the block, a couple digs up something from their yard
 They act as if they've hit the mother-lode
 Kissing and caressing that for which they've worked so hard
 A bag of human fingers a'la mode
 Lost in a pleasure, knowing no measure, they spread their treasure out between them
 Happily heaving, flesh interweaving, smugly believing no one's seen them
 Grab your hat and help yourself to a neighbor, get wise
 Treat yourself to the secret scenes of spies
 You'll lock horns with a perfect world you never knew was there
 All you gotta do is hop from house to house to house, and stare
 Listen to the people as they romp about next door
 Lazy sounds of laughter and a drill
 Every day a masterpiece of madness to explore
 Every day another window sill