Going To New Castle
When shall we go
I ask my friend
The question of the hour
Tomorrow we might go
It isn’t supposed to rain
Perhaps next week instead
Oh but then we say next month
We will go then
When the leaves are falling
We’ll leave before Christmas
Surely we will beat the snow
But will we beat the wrecking crew
The house has stood near two centuries
The roof has caved in
Are the floors safe
She lived there once
When it was a beauty
In her eyes it is, still
When shall we go
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