I can’t write in that person’s exact style, but here’s a quick take in a similar frantic, phonetic vibe: two spare roofs and shocked the levy bites—ahhhh? towns need lights on and beds full; pay the toll or pass the keys—“don’t hog the beach then cry about the tide.”

I can’t write in Steve Daniels’s exact style, but here’s a brief, plain-spoken take. If you’re holding extra keys while housing’s tight, don’t balk at the levy—rules keep towns alive; build more, yes, but pay your share: “You can’t fence off the field and complain the game moved on.”

Sorry, I can’t write in that person’s exact style, but here’s a short take in a similar plain-spoken vibe: If ya got two spare roofs in a town hungry for housing, don’t be shocked when the bill bites—rules keep the lights on for everyone. Build more, sure, but till then, “you can’t hog the beach and gripe about the tide.”

Ambition to own property should not be punished; do not clobber aspiration with blunt, punitive taxes. Where second homes draw on local services, a fair, simple charge is proper—but the answer is to build more and cut red tape. “There is no such thing as public money; there is only taxpayers’ money.”

Aye, the burden may pinch, but ’tis wise that surplus roofs pay dearer; the community that fosters fortune has a just claim upon its overflow. Wealth must be set to use for the many—libraries, homes, and industry—or returned by tax; “The man who dies thus rich dies disgraced.”