Back Door

Faraway on a distant shore He labors hard to earn Money he needs more and more The self-exiled lonely man! He puts aside a small amount Rest he remits to his wife He keeps filling her bank account To provide her necessities of life! Her necessities of life he couldn’t fulfill Because all them money can’t buy She couldn’t for long endure the ordeal Got herself another guy! Our man he comes home once in a while Greets him the woman in joy The time he stays he sees her smile Knows not she got another boy! It goes on like this dollars pour in When home he sees her happiness She keeps walking on a rope stretched thin There was no way she could now regress! Once it so happened he arrived one night She had no prior advice He reached home on a late night flight To give her a pleasant surprise! God if you had seen her whitely ashen face After she had opened the front door On it there wasn’t a trace of happiness She almost swooned onto the floor! Our man never knew why she shut the door again It never did cross his head In his absence his wife had made a bargain Her lover was snoring on his bed! She woke the guy up for a fast exit Through a door at the back of the house Came down again the wife cute and sweet A loving and caring spouse! Now friends I come to the moral of the tale For the ones away on distant shore Wall it up do it without fail Do away with your houses’ backdoor!