Yes, the real-estate here is lovely
and I know you'll fit right in
with all the pimps & thieves
and murderers & whores.

There's an idyllic pool in the yard
where you can teach your wives to drown
while your children slave away:
chopping their flesh; doing their chores.

Don't let the courthouse put you off
-- it makes for an interesting view
but you'll never see the interior
"Yes mother, I abide by their laws."

Make sure you latch down when the storm comes
and throw your children in the fire first.
The neighbours won't even blink
at what goes on behind stained glass doors.

Shall we sign the lease now?

A/N: The last word of each stanza rhymes. Oh yes :)