Feuding Neighbors

I have a neighbor who is obnoxious and rude.
For the last 10 years, we've been having a feud.
When he blew his leaves in my yard with a leaf blower,
I put third degree burns on his butt with a flamethrower.

That punk decided to take a dump in my back yard.
Now he has false teeth because I hit him so hard.
When I was mowing my lawn, he made his Dobermans attack.
I put sugar in his truck's gas tank because I blew my stack.

People tell me to try to get along with my neighbor.
But I want to cut his head off with a lightsaber.
He says that I started the feud but he is wrong.
If we live to be 200, he and I wil never get along.

(This is a fictional poem.)