Jump to content

Hang onto your hat: Sclero Forums Upgrade May 14-21, 2017!! The Forums will be offline for up to 4 days, and then will return with an entirely new look and feel.


Building The Dream

Posted by CFMBabs , 21 April 2008 · 777 views

After much deliberation as we met round the table
The decision was made to take down the gable

The house had stood since old Cromwell was a lad
And not a lick of paint since then it had, had!
The walls were crumbling becoming a ruin
And our friends said -"Do you know what you're doin?"

We took a hammer, a chisel and brute force
We took each brick down course by course
We cleaned off the mortar and chewed on the dust
But the work was essential an absolute must

I have this huge hole overlooking the farm
And hubby assured we'd come to no harm
But seeing the world from my bedroom door
A wide open space just across the floor
Was a little bit daunting to say the very least
And it wouldn't get better till building had ceased

Springtime upon us we needed some luck
Forgot that the famer needed to spread his muck
Ten tons of manure and a hole in my wall
Didn't smell pretty I can tell you, at all

My daughter was spraying all manner of scent
but no matter how much -- the smell never went
I'm going out this weekend and I will be smelling
A teenage daughter, everyone will be telling
Why can't we be normal and have a proper abode
I could tell from her tone she was in sarcastic mode

I go out on a Saturday with muck on my shoe
I can't wear trendy gear or buy anything new
Even my clothes smell of chickens and goat
And I have goose droppings on my brand new coat
Now I have brick dust all over my bed
I'm leaving home she said!

Here I am in my dusty attire
The situation's competely dire
Cleaning bricks so we can build
A great big hole needs to be filled

Look on the bright side, soon everything done
But I can't say that it's ever been fun
Living in a caravan and then half a house
Nothing would live here not even a mouse
Frozen solid in the winter flooded in the fall
It's been no holiday for us at all
Five long years and still not complete
And still this new house we've yet to meet

No time for illness, no time to shirk
I still have to do so much work
If my fingers hold out I may finish the task
I have no one to help me, for I won't ask
I'm very determined and I won't stop
Till this house is finished right to the top
I'm building the dream, though that's not fair
A more apt description's been the worst nightmare!

Recent Entries

6 user(s) viewing

0 members, 6 guests, 0 anonymous users

Search My Blog

April 2017

242526 27 282930