The good lady of the house
is as quiet as a mouse
(I suppose that is because she is away)
So I sit here on my own
in my rural village home
feeling sad because I really had to stay
She is traveling by herself
like a jolly English elf
to her sister who she'll see just everyday
Hence I sit around and wait
like a lonely garden gate
for her coming back up here so we can play
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