I have a ceramic house-
A blue roof, complete with climbing ivy
A knock on the door and in an instant you're sure,
No one is home.
The chimney is dormant,
The mat holding your shoes says "welcome."
So you step inside.
The ceramic house is bare inside,
Because whoever made it-
Wasen't expecting you.
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