White Christmas parody

To the tune of "White Christmas"... kind of.

I'm dreamin' of moving into our house before Christmas

Where we'll have space to move about

The hard wood floors will glisten

And my stress will lessen

Daphne will have tons of room to play, no doubt.

I'm dreamin' of our larger kitchen

With every home cooked meal I make

I'll have enough cupboard space to store things right

And all of my clutter will be out of sight.

I'm dreaming of our large backyard

Where we'll have space for veggies to grow

And the deck will glisten

While John and I listen

To the silence of our neighborhood fo' sho'.

I'm dreaming of our two car garage

With every parking space I loose

My parking experience will be without a fight

My frustration will then be light.

I'm dreaming of a separate laundry room

Just like the ones I used to know!

Where my clothes will glisten

And we won't have to listen

To the washer and dryer while we dine, ya know?

I'm dreaming of more closet space

With every coat I put away

Where boxes can be stored far away

Closet space is a girls dream they say.

Cheesy. I know.

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