It Creeps, Slowly
These old vines are beautifully
Annoying as they creepy
Creep across the yard from the
Fence where they attempt to clingy
Cling to the house. The price they
Demand for the privacy they
Provide to me is steepy
Steep. Yet I dare not refuse lest
Walking without shoes in the crawly
Crawling yard becomes a game of entrapment
Roulette where privacy becomes
Permanent.
Fortress of Dissolitude 
This is great! It brings to mind the Virginia Creepers that once they take hold of a house, will never let go. Again, good job!
That is right on the nose, Jack.