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No matter what you do
Or where you roam
Always
remember
There's no
place like home.
The bed is
softer, the food is better
You never
feel alone
One thing
that you won't soon forget
There's no
place like home.
There's nothing fancy at my house
Ain't got nothing much at all
But a jug of tea, hospitality
When you come to call.
Where ever
you may travel
With a
crowd or all alone
I'll bet I
don't have to tell you
There's no
place like home.
So come on
by and sit a spell
My home
will be your dome
Because
you'll soon realize
There's no
place like my home.
Ya'll Come!
Ginny
Bryant©
Ginny's Gift Of Love
NOTE:
Ginny's poetry is Copyright through
the Library Of Congress and cannot be
copied
or used by whole or part in any way
without her
written permission....
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