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The House of Chloe

Tambourines in the air, Whistles and bustles in a rhyme. In the house of Chloe, Melodies of the heart. A reenactment in the farm house of old rhythms. Grand mother's tongue in cheek, She is gone, Gone home to be with the lasses Free from the world of the masses. The house of Chloe never the same again. Mirth and laughter gone through the back door. Enter the dragon with sternness and a rod. Not to be spared for our scrawny behinds my mama. The house of Chloe has changed course never the same again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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