Medicine cabinet
As guest in someones home, Ill put mymanners to the foreExcept to use your restroom, when I see that little door.The cabinet for medicine, it beckons on the walls;I know I shouldnt sneak a peek, but somehow yet it calls.I hope Im not too curious, to speculate or judgeThis door which quite by accident I manage now to nudge.Your privacy? Important, which I surely wont usurp;But as it swings, the mirror reflects the image of the perp.And then Im looking inside at the mystery revealed:Astonishing that aspirin is lurking so concealed!





