Sunday, March 14, 2010

Motherchompin' Termites

Even if they eat the house right down to its core
Even if your feet fall right clean through the floor
The termites can’t munch memories

Even if the walls crumble as you sit in your chair
Even if they reduce to sawdust each and every single stair
The termites can’t munch memories

Even if the roof has a hole you can see through to the outside
Even if the bedroom has an unexpected water fall a metre wide
The termites can’t munch memories

Even if the pergola falls and crashes down on your head
Even if a beam breaks, knocks you out, kills you dead
The termites can’t munch memories

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