Friendly Vandalism

We all agree the yard must be redone.
At first held hostage by a crazy crone,
at last the county moved her. Everyone
remaining knew the hedge would have to go.
I thought we pulled the trigger on that gun.
But I got home the other day to find
somebody unrelated made a run,
removing sprinklers and each paving stone.
The work is backward and the sense makes none.

(Magic 9)

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