There is a kettle always on the go
and some stories to make you smile.
The house is always open
to strangers and to friends,
so come in and sit a spell.
Laughter always rings out from here
with endless cups to drink.
Therefore, when you see the fire burning
come in and join us all.
30 July 2009
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