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Home Sweet Home

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So many winters have come and gone.
The little grey house has seen them through
A battered roof and peeling paint,
And yet the sturdy house has pride.


These walls are solid,
And they give warmth and home
To the Bachelor
After a long day’s work.

Oh, he has found his true love - junk!
Nights spent fixing that darn car.
Then resting his tired feet inside
In a room that is plenty big for one.

Though some would look and say,
Sad, lonely, abandoned, and broken
To the rusty Bachelor,
It is his quiet sanctuary.





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