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  157.     

Every House

Every house has a sun and moon,
And a little porcelain cup,
And a little silver spoon;
Every house has laughter and pain,
And feels the kiss of a needed rain.

Every house has a pet or two,
A cat in the tree,
A dove that coo;
Every house has a little mouse,
Lives in a hole he never comes out.

Every house has a window or two,
And some grass and trees,
And a sky that's blue;
Every house has a child that dreams,
As he plucks at raw reality's seams.
 
Patti Masterman

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  158.     

House 155

Once upon a midnight dreary
Where light was
Weak and weary

Ghost and goblins Run to
House 155 in Mary
Trick or treat
Was there story

Until their
End was gory

The thunder clapped, lightening flashed.
they heard an evil cackle
A ruby liquid filled the house of 155

House 155
Go in but
not out alive
say trick our treat
a sure way to not survive

on all hollows eve
the house Zombies revive

A diabolical plan
They will contrive

To wait for the
Ghost and goblins to connive

Parent of ghost asking
'What happens to my seeds
tell me all me more'

Will the goblins live?
Qouth the physician nevermore

On Halloween
The goblins perish
And nothing more

Goblin that real name
Is john smith
Is now gone
For evermore

A trick or treater of
House 155
Is no more

Do you dare go to
House 155 on Halloween
I hope no one nevermore!
 
Jose Duran

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  159.     

BUILDING A HOUSE OF PRAYER (1)

We need a house God’s praise to sing
A house in which to pray
A house to glorify our King
And serve in truth each day

Before our house we start to build
We must provide for man
Forms and documents must be filled
Consent and building plan

So much red tape must first be cut
Obstructions here and there
The lion’s mouth we need to shut
And God is everywhere

The world machine has need of oil
This truth we all must learn
Before we put a spade to soil
Money’s a grave concern

Lets give to God a willing heart
Not just with praise and prayer
From earthly wealth lets give a part
And show how much we care

Lets lend the plough a willing hand
Lets make His Son our choice
Through bricks, mortar, timber and sand
Lets raise in joy our voice

For Satan hates a house of prayer
Detests a house of praise
He’ll try to hinder everywhere
And stop each wall we raise

But God gives things that cannot fade
In hands of flesh and bone
When foundations in truth are laid
With Christ as Corner Stone…P.T.O
 
Michael P. Johnson

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  160.     

hell in house

It's Friday morning
i wake up from my death
i star scream
because i saw blood in the floor
i put my t-shirt and my shoes
and i got from house i got away from

I want to get away from this
to get away from my hell the hell of house
is the most dangerous place

i start to scream
i get away from this hole
i get away from house (house)
i run away from this street
this town
i start to get away from this life and rest in peace
i wish i have and one more chance

I want to get away from this
to get away from my hell the hell of house
is the most dangerous place
and now i wish
i want a really want
to trade this life from an another (another, another)
another place another year another country
please i don't want this!

I want to get away from this
to get away from my hell the hell of house
is the most dangerous place
 
sp9ke draco

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