I went down to the hardware store
Took a jar of change along
Found the isle that sold the rope
Made my way back home

Waited till my family went to bed
I feel like an awful dad
Tip-toed my way down the hall
Took the rope from out the bag

I passed by each of the kids rooms
Sweet angels in their sleep
I wonder in the morning
What they will think of me

Then right there quite knowingly
Was my 60 inch T.V.
Glaring back at me
I felt weak in the knees

As I tied the T.V. up
I tried to keep the noises down
I struggled way too much
Knew I should have bought a lighter brand

I finally made it to the street
Tossed it into the waiting trunk
If a cop happens to pull me over
I'll spill my guts on what I've done

Where as he will shake my hand
Call me an outstanding citizen
Might even give me an escort
Him and all of his cop friends

I'll drive to the tallest bridge
Where I will not hesitate
To toss it off the edge
Into a watery grave

Then on the ride back home
I'll reflect on what I did
And what I did was this
I saved myself, my wife, my kids

I also thought you might feel the same
After the reading of this poem
So I took some extra change
And I bought some extra rope

I can be there late tonight
Parked by the curb out front
The car will be in gear and running
With the open waiting trunk