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A House Buildet for One
By: Charles Phillips

I live in a house by the Ocean
The tiny one atop the hill

With tiny shouters of Brown and Green
Nothing in my house matches her eyes

That color, they stood out like the night sky.

The house it leans a little to the left
But that is the best I could build

With a loving hands and a broken heart
My tools were all but useless

An empty house built for two but only one could live in it.

With broken windows and busted doors
The trim of Green and a house of Gray

And with her smile, so tender and sweet,
My house crumbles to the ground

Now I must start again, But alas my tools are gone.

6/27/2006

Description
A House Buildet for One
By: Charles Phillips

I live in a house by the Ocean
The tiny one atop the hill

With tiny shouters of Brown and Green
Nothing in my house matches her eyes

That color, they stood out like the night sky.

The house it leans a little to the left
But that is the best I could build

With a loving hands and a broken heart
My tools were all but useless

An empty house built for two but only one could live in it.

With broken windows and busted doors
The trim of Green and a house of Gray

And with her smile, so tender and sweet,
My house crumbles to the ground

Now I must start again, But alas my tools are gone.

6/27/2006