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A HOUSE OF BRICK By Howard Menkes I once had a home my furniture looked drab in Short and squat, I lived in a log cabin The shower ran dry, but the toilet would leak The ceiling was cracked and the floor would creak And through my log walls the wind would whistle So loud at night, it sounded like a missel I needed a house where the roof was strong, and the walls were thick A new home of mine; a house of brick! To build my brick house, I hired a mason He seemed sort of odd, his name was Jason Jason the mason said he'd build my house in a day, it wasn't a stunt But I'd have to pay him in cash, the money up front So I went to the bank, and got a Home Improvement Loan He said, "Pay me now and come back tonight, you'll have a home!" So I spent the day at the library, reading comic books and subway maps And when I returned and saw what he'd built, I thought I'd collapse! The structure was a sight to appall The ceiling was low, but the floor was tall And when my anger over the interior had subsided I noticed the walls were uneven, my home was lopsided I asked Jason, "Where is my front door?" He said, "look above you, it's on the third floor!" And as Jason left me agape, he said there was one more little goof He remembered to give me a chimney, but he forgot to put on the roof And today when I stare in digust at my house of brick I think of my log cabin, and get mighty awful homesick!
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