Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway Poet Rhyme

1st House Blues

Just 25 when I decided to take the dive

Home ownership was the landing strip

Built in 1924; lots of old charm to adore

Americas dream or so it seemed

The house was old and had spots of mold

With the price tag, all I saw was gold

4 bedrooms were large and it had a garage

Basement gets water; I thought just seal around the border  

Bathroom was offensive; clean up - inexpensive

Kitchen was the worst; I’d tackle that first

Let’s just say the list went from bad to worst

My 1st house was cursed…

Owning a house was not so simple

Fixing it up took a toll on my mental

 Having an open mind and vision were essential

Now it’s a rental with great income potential

Lay

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Joe Maverick March 13, 2011 at 11:53 PM Good to see you have a versitile mind...and house lay.

Deb Wilson March 13, 2011 at 4:56 AM amusing tale of your first house ..or not so funny maybe to you! love,Deb