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I built myself a house of wood Where once an apple orchard stood. On stormy nights I lay in bed While rafters moan above my head I built myself a house of wood Where once an apple orchard stood. On stormy nights I lay in bed While rafters moan above my headTRANSCRIPT
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I chose this piece of work because I enjoyed making this presentation and I learned a lot more about poems by doing this.
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I built myself a house of wood…
Felix Dennis
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I built myself a house of wood Where once an apple orchard
stood. On stormy nights I lay in bed While rafters moan above my head
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They wept aloud for limbs long lost For buds pitched out by early frost For wicker baskets piled with fruit, For phantom branch and withered
root
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I caulked the roof and rafters beams,
But still they whispered in my dreams,
They spoke of rising snap and wood;
-And then, at last, I understood.
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The spring I planted out a score Of apple saplings by my door. Now stormy nights my rafters
chime To cider choirs and nursery-rhyme.