The Dear Little House - Song by Janice Rossen

The Dear Little House
"The dear little house, shivering with cold,
Can it be rescued or should it be sold?
Can it be rescued? Can it be saved?
Dear little, dear little house!
Oh, asbestos, everything wrong!
Call the inspectors in, or dump it in the bin?
House, I feel it slipping away . . .
Dear little house, can it be saved?
Everything ought to be UP-grade,
can it be rescued?
Should it be knocked . . . down?
The dear little house, seething with mold,
This was the plumber's fault, him we shall scold!
Can it be rescued? Is it insured?
Yes, but the company won't hear a word.
Oh, paint peeling! Everything wrong!
Take all the floorboards out, then we can really shout,
HOUSE, dear little house, for sale . . .
The dear little house, what can be said?
I'm so depressed, I can't get out of bed,
Call in the experts! Get more advice!
Yes, but we've already had them in . . . twice--
or thrice . . .
The dear little house, let's light a match?
Then we can start over, building from scratch!
Can it be demo'ed? Should it be saved?
Dear little, dear little house!"
Words and music by Janice Rossen;
Rupert Gillett, Vocals, Cello, Mandolin;
Janice Rossen, Piano.
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(And yes . . . it really was entirely the plumber's fault!)