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