If the paint is peeling in the parlor
And the walls they look the worse for ware,
If you suddenly get the feeing
You aught to paint the ceiling,
`cause it`s looking rather bare.
Should you discover that your roof is leaking
Death watch beetles, and worm reside,
Don’t be filled with remorse
If you need a new damp course
Remember there`s always suicide.
archie langford
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dry-rot/
