My honey,
little by little
I'm making what I promised.
I just hope that it won't hurt the structure
and make it fall
with you inside.
First, you have to get out.
But I'll problably die when it happens:
The more I work on this old house
the more I enjoy it
I'm killed little by little.
With truth,
your mad decorator.
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