My New Dream House Poem by RIC BASTASA

IF I build my new house
i like it this way:

I'll have jokes
as facade,
Of course, the
entrance shall be
a Smiley
The veranda is
a Singing Lady
The sala a pool of
Spoof
And the dining room
should be
a Vending Machine

NO one enters my
Room
It is violin
Playing Beethoven

And to honor
Van Gogh
The grass in the garden
shall be blue
And the clouds shall
be violet
and whirling too

And by the way
The ceiling shall be
stars
and the Roof shall be
Humanity.