That Door

I wonder, Oh I wonder

What's behind that door

It has bolts, bars, latches, locks, and plenty more

At night I hear the noises

Of moans and groans behind that door

I wonder, Oh I wonder 

Whats behind that door

Inside the room it gaurds

I hear footsteps and voices

Inconspicuous things in that room

The door is gaurding

I wonder , Oh I wonder

What's behind that door

I once looked throuh the bottom

On my hands and knees I did

But seen darkness and nothing more

Whatever is behind that door

Must not want to be seen

So forevermore I must wonder

What's behind that door

 

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