Falling Walls, Creaking Pipes.

My house is laughing at me, and this is no joke!

Whilst I sit here, day after day, waiting for my new house,

This old house likes to poke!

Falling walls, creaking pipes,

Everything's so loud,

It gives me a fright.

I try explaining this to my old house,

It said,

"What? Am I a mouse!?"

Falling walls, creaking pipes,

And, every single day, the spider-

webs grow bigger.

My old house tells me, I'll never leave,

It only wants to continue picking on me;

But;

I'll get my revenge, one day,

I swear,

When My new house is finally on its way!