there is a child inside her liar
and a liar inside her kid
when we go out to the market
she is actually out on the beach
when we take turns to feed the dogs
she thinks of all those nights
when moon was dark as a commode
and his books were in her sight
we used to drink the coffee all by ourselves
till she discovered a simple fact
His IQ is what matters
for rest she can be a fake
the child has gone away for now
and liar is all i see
the kid will come back in the end
when she finally rids of me
lately i have heard she got married
and his brain is her vanity
I feed the dogs all by myself
and the moon is bright for free