I went into a house, and it wasn't a house, <br />It has big steps and a great big hall; <br />But it hasn't got a garden, <br />A garden, <br />A garden, <br />It isn't like a house at all. <br /> <br />I went into a house, and it wasn't a house, <br />It has a big garden and great high wall; <br />But it hasn't got a may-tree, <br />A may-tree, <br />A may-tree, <br />It isn't like a house at all. <br /> <br />I went into a house, and it wasn't a house - <br />Slow white petals from the may-tree fall; <br />But it hasn't got a blackbird, <br />A blackbird, <br />A blackbird, <br />It isn't like a house at all. <br /> <br />I went into a house, and I thought it was a house, <br />I could hear from the may-tree the blackbird call… <br />But nobody listened to it, <br />Nobody <br />Liked it, <br />Nobody wanted it at all.<br /><br />Alan Alexander Milne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wrong-house/
