She made a quick trip to the grocery store
Arrived home in a little while and opened the door
There he sat, bleary eyed and in a stare
She couldn’t help wonder what had happened there.
He sat like a zombie staring into space
She couldn’t help wonder what had happened in this place
Had someone died, had his pet run away
Should she fall on her knees and start to pray.
My goodness what has happened here
He looked so sad and shed a little tear
Handed her an envelope, his expression would kill
Tucked inside was the Exxon bill.
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