Home Poem by Scot Warren

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The ideal home is made of love
Buy in our own we push and shove
Whatever you say becomes the law.
In your own mind you have no flaw
Your blind to errors of your way
Which puts my mind in disarray
I will escape at crack of dawn
Don’t be surprised the day I’m gone

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