Billy Collins - The Golden Years lyrics

All I do these drawn-out days Is sit in my kitchen at Pheasant Ridge Where there are no pheasants to be seen And last time I looked, no ridge I could drive over to Quail Falls And spend the day there playing bridge But the lack of a falls and the absence of quail Would only remind me of Pheasant Ridge I know a widow at Fox Run And another with a condo at Smokey Ledge One of them smokes, and neither can run So I'll stick to the pledge I made to Midge Who frightened the fox and bulldozed the ledge? I ask in my kitchen at Pheasant Ridge