The Lady of the Manor has deserted us, my loves
The cobwebs soon will rule
Once upon a time we thought to share
a lovely space,
yet it seems we're out of fashion for the year
Clutter is the armor of the soul that's not yet formed
into the body that it activates
I'd like to keep the Manor
cool and strict conformed,
but "Once upon a time"
isn't going to be this time
and She only cares for fashion fair, my dears.