There's an Asian woman lying on my bed.
I don't know who she is
or how she got into my house
and into my bedroom.
I've been home all day,
pondering deep subjects
like how to avoid paying too much
capital gains tax.
I never saw her enter my lovely
and spacious home, where I
love to entertain family, neighbors,
and guests of all sorts.
I'm really a very outgoing
and hospitable person
who cooks lavish meals
and is known for giving extravagant
presents at the drop of a hat.
So far I have not approached her
too closely, nor interacted with her.
But she knows I'm looking at her.
And she's smiling.
There's only one thing I can do --
leave immediately and sell the house.
I'll get a good price for it.
I'll throw in the teakwood furniture at
no extra charge.
And the strongbox of gold Krugerrands in the basement,
I'll also throw that in for free.
Like I say, I'm a generous guy --
who doesn't want any trouble.