Home
There’s no place like this one sweet home,
Living like a prince in my master bed foam.
Hear those laughs from your dearest one,
Feels like I’m the happiest lucky big one.
Eat together in a long brown table,
We usually tell stories and great fable.
Great thing about us is we sit and pray.
“Bless our home and give us always a wondrous day!”
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