Crazy Chicken - Poem

Crazy Chicken
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I walk the same path everyday,
Two girls by my side, never different I pray.
She finds it hard for me to work all the time,
To come home with out anything but a dime.

Trick her is something I must do for the days,
When I spring this on her, her mind will be a maze,
Never knowing which way to turn, or which path to take,
Until her eyes open, because soon she is to wake.

I have a big secret I must hide from her,
Because that's a mess I don't want to stir.
When I come home I get greeted at last,
Then I must hug and not leave so fast.

Two thousand dollars spent all on clothes,
I told her they where cheap, 'cause only I know.
This secret so big, that I have been hiding,
Is my bank is full of money, soon you will be striding.