Let's look in on Mr Willis
Playing with his maid called Phillis
If his wife should ever know
He'd surely have to let her go
But Mrs Willis left today
She had to go to Thunder Bay
Won't be back till next Tuesday
So let the music play

Now let's look in on Mr Sims
Bought his wife a set of gems
Then went out and sold them all
Said a thief had stole them all
But the cops came by today
They came and took him far away
When asked why all he could say
Was let the music play

Me I'm just a peeping Tom
I like to know what's going on
So better keep the curtains drawn
Or let the music play

Now let's look in on Mr You
I'd like to know what you're up to
Are you playing silly games
Are they as far as these extremes
And if they are will you be one
Caught without the curtains drawn
And when caught what will you say
Maybe let the music play.

amusing

Thanks, these are all from long ago, maybe if I get them out of my head I could find some room for something useful.

Nice poem .