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Show The Rambling Rhymstcr By LES PLETTNER Homecoming "Some day," said Gordon Bennett Spence, "I'll be all through with paying rents. I'll be all through with various fiats, Which places are for hanging hats. I'll close their doors for final time, j With pleasure shown in pantomime; And hie myself out to the mart To buy the home that's next my heart. I have it all within my mind, And some day I know that I'll find The dream house that I've always bad In view through weather good or had It is a bouse upon a hill, A house of stone, with flowered sill. A simple house, with beauty rare, In spaces open to the air. There'll be a winding flagstone path With flower garden and bird bath. On it the morning sun will shine With glint like scintillating wine. Then she, and I will enter there And leave behind all doubt and care, And in this architectural poem, I'll turn and say: 'Old gal, we're home.' " |