(Sung to "Our House," by Crosby, Stills, and Nash, with apologies)
I'll fight the fire
You grab the boxes from the room
Saved from the Dumpster
Blazing, raging fire
For seconds and seconds
While I yell at you
No time right now
All gone, done for now
But not for good
Come outside now
And breathe deep, gaze for just five minutes
Everything has burned
Such a blazing mound
The windows are smoky and sharded
The sunshine peeks through them
Smoky quartz for you
Also for me
Our hoard was a very, very large hoard
With twelve cats in the tub
Rooms used to be so full
Now everything is empty
'Cause of sparks
Plus our hoard
Our hoard is a very, very large hoard
With more cats in the tub
Rooms used to be so bare
Again our house so full
'Cause of us
And Our la,la,la, la,la, la, la, la, la, la, la.....
I’ll scrounge the roadside
You forage at the local Goodwill
Rebuilding Our Hoard
Our House (Crosby, Stills, and Nash)