Door Locked Open, Door Locked Shut

See you soon, hopefully not

I've been and gone so many times

Without a work I've dropped no lines

Just look Forward, Never Back

Selfish bastard, dicta-brat



Please forgive me

For the things that I've done

Don't feel ashamed

If you're asked hows your son



Living here and living there

Lived at home but very rare

To see your faces it would be

a treasure locked in memory

Do drop a line, say hello dad

I await your answer, for I also beg



Please accept me

From a baby I have come

Pain, distress and heartache

I have now overcome



Running here and running there

Often caught but never cared

Been a-courting every year