I forgot to mention
Something from another time
A woman whose sole occupation
was to lay in your bed for a dime
I was resting one evening
When I heard someone at door.
This one seemed to be crying
As I drew closer, of this I became sure
Immediately I opened up
My neighbor walked by
I almost swallowed my tongue in a gulp
Oh! poor me! This lady loved to pry
Was God trying to test me?
With a weeping prostitute at my door?
These kinda people had to let me be
I had problems, didn’t want more!