House

I bought a house 

Because they said you should

It was medium-sized 

All in all, quite good. 
.

The first year we were there 

The septic tank went

Some men came with a truck 

It was money well spent

.

Because the shit piles up 

If you don’t take care

All those Sisyphean tasks

Become hard to bare

.

Bins out on Thursday

Recycling every other week

Sweep, clean and wash stuff

Try to keep things neat

.

The wife’s better at surfaces 

But she’s as messy as a pup

I put things away 

But I can’t be arsed to cook

We live here with our daughter 

She’s not four feet tall 

Six years-old

The lodestone of it all

.

I can’t say it suits me

The home owner tag

But it’s probably better than renting

Which was also a drag

.

I once met a hermit

He had a hut by a mine

He drank like a fish

And existed out of time

.

I couldn’t wait to get away

His home was filled with ghosts

My home is filled with plastic toys

And clothes, and broken phones

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I sort of think I love it though

While I kid myself I don’t

I just never thought I’d ever 

Get to be fully grown. 

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