Amy Rees Anderson

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The Joy Of Having No Place To Go

The happiest nightsI ever knowAre those when I’veNo place to go,When the missus saysWhen the day is through:“Tonight we don’t haveA thing to do.”Oh, the joy of it,And the peace untoldOf sitting ’roundIn my slippers old,With [music and book] In my easy chair,Knowing I needn’tGo anywhere!Needn’t hurryMy evening mealNor force the smilesThat I do not feel,But



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