It's one thing to have an empty home
And another to be house bound
The first is still able to roam
The other has naught but what comes around
And of one- she took in the homeless
Offering them a place in her garage
But soon she became anxious
As she collected an entourage
Then when she noticed a strange smell about
She called her son who'd not been by for a while
And quickly he came to straighten things out
To evict and to remove the bed piles
He stayed a few days and mended the fence
Then stockpiled her kitchen with food
But as he was needed with his family thence
His short visit had to conclude
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