House

House

Turn the key, open the door,

Step onto the hallway floor,

Mind the dogs and the Brompton too.

Dash

        Up

             Stairs

                       To

                            The

                                   Loo

On the left the bedroom,

Close the door, don't have a look,

Look out the window, there's a rook.

Across the landing, there's the potty

Plenty of paper if you get snotty,

A little room, it's quite grotty,

There's a mandolin up on the wall,

Just in case you're in for the long haul.

Back

Down         

Stairs                  

To the                          

Hall                                   

Into the lounge, the room for all,

The dogs are chasing a rubber ball,

Flying furniture, it's a squall.

So into the kitchen, for a cuppa.

Why don't you stay for supper?

February 2018