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Edgar Guest - Our House
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WE play at our house and have all sorts of fun,
An` there`s always a game when supper is done;
An` at our house there`s marks on the walls an` the stairs,
An` some terrible scratches on some of the chairs;
An` ma says that our house is surely a fright,
But pa and I say that our house is all right.

At our house we laugh an` we sing an` we shout,
An` whirl all the chairs and the tables about,
An` I rassle my pa an` I get him down too,
An` he`s all out of breath when the fightin` is through;
An` ma says our house is surely a sight,
But pa an` I say that our house is all right.

I`ve been to houses with pa where I had
To sit in a chair like a good little lad,
An` there wasn`t a mark on the walls an` the chairs,
An` the stuff that we have couldn`t come up to theirs;
An` pa said to ma that for all of their joy
He wouldn`t change places and give up his boy.

They never have races nor rassles nor fights,
Coz they have no children to play with at nights;
An` their walls are all clean and their curtains hang straight,
An` everything`s shiny an` right up to date;
But pa says with all of its racket an` fuss,
He`d rather by far live at our house with us.
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