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The woman with vague and vagrant hopes

Is always hanging on the ropes

Or vainly sparring with the air

Because she sees what is not there

She who builds a house must plan

The kind of house, the height, the span

And know the stuff with which to build

If she would have her dream fulfilled

And she must know down to the penny

The size of nails, the style, how many

Do you want fir or oak or pine?

You’ll have to lay it on the line

The truth cuts sharper than a knife

To build a home or build a life

There is one law you must apply

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