I left the window open
And death came in
With a weighing scale
For my virtues and my sins
I checked the clock. It was
A quarter past two at night
My wife was sleeping next to me
So I didn’t turn on the lights
Death granted me a final wish
As she forced me up from my bed
I grabbed the opportunity
“Can you take my wife instead?”

I left the window open
And in came death
She showed me her wristwatch
And counted my pending breaths
I said, “I am too busy
I have a poem to write
We can go out later
How about Friday night?”
She had a serious look upon her
She gave me a blank stare
She had her motorbike ready
To take me away from there
She grabbed my hand to force me
I was firm in my stand
I tried reasoning with her
She failed to understand
I punched her in the face
And then in the gut
A lightning quick kung-fu kick
A jab and an upper cut
She finally admitted defeat
Sped away on her bike
But not before expressing
Towards me a strong dislike
I couldn’t care less about her
She may think of me as a nut
I had a poem to finish
So I slammed the window shut

I left the window open and a million dollars flew in
I couldn’t believe my luck so I started countin’
It was really a million dollars so I started dreamin’
Oh the dreams I had as the million dollars flew in
So began my daydreamin’
I started plannin’ and schemin’
How it would be accruin’
The million dollars that flew in
But before I got into thinkin’
How I would be eatin’ drinkin’
And what else I’d be doin’
Of the million dollars that flew in
The million dollars flew out
Just as they blew in, they blew out
There was very little I can do about
The million dollars that flew out

I left the window open
And a croaking frog jumped in
I was startled as always
This was just the beginnin’
She found a place on my desk
Asked me if I had any memory
Whether I had seen her before
Did she look familiar to me?
She kept talking about things
Reincarnations and past life
Seems I married her ages ago
She was my rightful wife
She looked at me with wide eyes
Asked what I was to do about
I picked her gently in my arms
And I threw the croaking frog out

I left the window open and in came a clone
While I was all alone
He looked around my home
Claimed to be his own
I had him known
I’ll have him thrown
If he doesn’t walk out on his own
He didn’t like my tone
He gave a loud groan
Lifted me up from my throne
Threw me out with my phone
Damn we even share a heart of stone
…
Next day while he was alone
Through the same window in my home
I surprised the clone
Lifted him from my throne
Had him thrown
…
Now me and my clone
Play this game all day long
I’ve even forgotten
Who’s the real one

I left the window open
And God came in
My hands began to tremble
My feet were shakin’
He stood there confused
Glanced around for a while
He examined my face
And then gave a wry smile
“I was supposed to meet,” He said
“A diminutive mouse”
“There are none around here.” I said
“You’ve got the wrong house”
“I guess I’d be leaving.” He said
“Is there anything you want from me?”
“I have quite a collection.” I said
“Can I have a selfie?”

I left the window open and in came a genie
He granted me three wishes but I asked for many
He didn’t budge at all so I finally agreed
“Will they come true?”, I asked. “Oh yes, indeed.”
So I asked for money and a smokin’ hot wife
I also asked the genie for a better life
He burst out laughing. He asked me if I was a clown
He had never heard a better joke from anyone in town
I stood there confused watching the genie laugh
At my very expense, he had a chuckle enough
“If you never intended, why sneak in at all
To grant me three wishes when nobody called?”
The genie said, “I can give you gold and cash
Litter this little house of yours with diamond studded trash
But I can’t grant you a better life than the one you’ve already got
If you also have for yourself a wife who’s smokin’ hot.”

I left the window open
And a dame came in
Pretty and beautiful
She found a spot within
A little soft corner in
The depths of my heart
She stayed for a little while
Then things fell apart
She left me and was gone
Except her memory
Now she’ll be in my head
As an unsolved mystery
Where would she be now?
Is there a clue to show?
I wonder sometimes why
She came in through the window