Gingerbread House

I wish I lived in a gingerbread house,
With sweets for the windows and door,
Then if I got hungry in the night
I could just eat my bedroom floor.

And if I lived in a gingerbread house,
With gingerbread carpets and stairs,
I’d need nothing more than a piping bag
Whenever it needed repairs.

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