You've been packing for weeks,
Towels and sheets,
Pots and pans,
And pillows and cans.
I bet you felt it would never end,
Thought you were going round the bend,
Moving home is a horrendous chore,
You won't be doing this no more.
Now you're here and look around,
You're pleased. This little place you've found.
A haven of peace to hide away,
Be happy and content. Hooray.
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