Behind Closed Doors

Behind the closed door
of the bathroom

I’ve decided
to come clean

holler out at the top of my voice
all the Country & Western tunes known to humankind.

“And when we get behind closed doors
then ya let your hair hang down

And ya make me glad
that I’m a man! ”

Suddenly the door
is kicked open

as if it were
the Secret Song Police

I instinctively cover
my Charley Pride.

“My God...wot’s wrong! ”
you burst in upon my rendition.

“I’m singing! ”
I state the obvious

And to prove the point
sing again.

“And ya make me glad
that I’m a man! ”

“I’m singing ‘bout you! ”
I explain.

You wince & smile

and without
taking off your clothes

step delicately into the bath

and make me
glad that I’m

a man.

“Oh no one knows what goes
on behind closed doors! ”

by Dónall Dempsey

Comments (3)

Very very funny slice of life as lived by a couple! It's a real hoot... tres amusing! Full of droll insight that makes one drool! Very tender and touching at the same time! Had to laugh at your Charlie Pride...that's rich that is! However! And you make me glad that I'm a woman reading this! lovely lovely stuff! love Dee Dee
Impressive job, Donall!
lol...love and humor...delightful penning!