What do you call a door with no locks?
Don’t be ridiculous and do not mock.
I hold plenty of tricky phrases in stock.
I’m speaking of the door that no one sees,
the door which behind you can’t seem to please.
The door which we hide behind, so we may never speak.
The door which is led by a dreary hall,
99.9% less energy than your local mall.
Behind that door lies a room of dank walls,
memory of \"getting high\" tales, and emotional squalls.
..But, what about the lack of locks.
We’re winding through life like an unfortunate clock,
there’s nothing we can change, unless we grab that glock,
That’s just as ridiculous as the door with no lock.
Just close the door until you’re less sore.
Then when you’re feeling less poor,
come through! break the door,
and even the score.
Because who needs locks,
clocks or glocks, when we can find a simple happiness wearing fuzzy socks.