It Feels like Home When…

It feels like home when I play on the floor, and look out the window when someone knocks on the door. It feels like home when I watch tv shows, And look out the window just to see crows. It feels like home when I eat scrambled eggs, But I'm not happy with ants on my legs. It feels like home when I eat chips and fish, But just to let you know I'm not British. I hope you listened and read this poem, And to top it all off I like to play with foam.