Moving to the country

A couple moved to the country side for their retirement living thinking they were going to live in midst of free animals.

One mild winter, they had a bit of a problem with rodents in the garage. So they bought one of those little sub-sonic mouse repellent from B & Q, the kind you plug in and they emit some kind of ultrasonic sound that drives off mice.

The husband was showing it to their neighbour and explaining that it was an animal repellent. He told her that it worked on every thing from mice to elephants.

"Really!?" she said, "Mice to elephants, eh." sounding a bit skeptical.

"Yes," he replied, seriously. "We've had it here for a couple of weeks now and we haven't had a single elephant in the garage the whole time!"

City dwella', successful fella'
Thought to himself "oops I got a lot of money"
Caught in a rat race, terminally.
I'm a professional cynic but my heart's not in it.
I'm paying the price of living life at the limit.
Caught up in the centuries anxiety.
HE LIVES IN A HOUSE, A VERY BIG HOUSE IN THE COUNTRYYYYY.

That's all. God didn't know it'd take me that long to get to the "house in the country" part. Ah well.