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Thread #99722   Message #1993574
Posted By: Charley Noble
11-Mar-07 - 03:03 PM
Thread Name: BS: Building Inspectors, A--HOLES OR WHAT.
Subject: RE: BS: Building Inspectors, A--HOLES OR WHAT.
A few years ago there was an incident reported in the Portland newspapers in Maine which inspired this song:

By Charlie Ipcar © 1992
Tune: after theme song from Beverly Hillbillies'

Key: F (C/5)
Treehouse

C---------------G
Ben built a house, high up in a tree,
--------------------C
Ben built a house for everyone to see;
-----------------------F
It had cedar shingles and a plywood floor,
G------------------------G7---- C
Three small windows and a big front door.


Ben built a house for all his friends to share,
They'd play all day, high up in the air;
The birds and squirrels were very surprised to see
Three little kids hanging out in a tree.

But the next door neighbor shook his head and swore,
"The City's gonna hear about this big eyesore!"
Inspector Rowe came by, and a letter soon was sent;
You know, Ben hadn't filed for a building permit.

"You can't build a treehouse without central heat,
A bathroom, a kitchen, or a bedroom suite;
The codes are quite specific," said Inspector Rowe;
"A building is a building, and this one's got to go!"

Now Ben and his family don't know what to do,
Some friends urge compliance, some urge them to sue;
When you're only seven it's so hard to understand,
Why a treehouse in everyone's front yard isn't part of the City's master plan!

The case was amicably resolved between the treehouse builder and the Building Department but the next door neighbor was quite pissed. I'll have to see if the treehouse is still there the next time I'm in Portland.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble