An old house settles in a dreary forest
Its rickety floor creakes from the slightest pressure
Its Shingles hang by a thread, swaying back and forth
Its Cracked windows create an eerie atmosphere
The smell of mold and dew keep people out
This old house is destined for destruction
However the old house ignores destiny's decision
For what the old house seeks is to be reborn as a place of peace and prosperity
To show the world that even a decrepit house
Can warm the hearts of many families to come
With the old house's mind set
Destiny gives a sly smile, nodding its head
Now the house renewed, destiny makes another decision
Allowing the old house to live out what it so desperately seeks
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