A Secret Door
I own an upscale Jewelry store
Exquisite gems on the third floor
But on the fourth, I did explore
A secret door A secret door
Once, I turned the key in the lock
I opened it, without a knock
There was a wall of cinder block
It was a shock It was a shock
No one has guessed my nom de plume
so when a client starts to fume
I take my leave and quickly zoom
To the back room To the back room
For fast escapes from my affairs
or when my makeup needs repairs
I rise a flight, by way of stairs
I leap in pairs I leap in pairs
What good's a door that goes nowhere?
Don't ask if you really don't care.
Only I know what's hidden there
I will not share I will not share
Copyright © Jenna Logan | Year Posted 2020
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