The Tenancy
I shall go as my father went,
A thousand plans in his mind,
With something still held unspent
When death lets fall the blind.
I shall go as my mother went,
The ink still wet on the line:
I shall pay no rust as rent
For the house that is mine.
A thousand plans in his mind,
With something still held unspent
When death lets fall the blind.
I shall go as my mother went,
The ink still wet on the line:
I shall pay no rust as rent
For the house that is mine.
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