Mr. Rogers' Secret

Mr Rogers had a secret,
kept behind closed doors.
Mr Rogers dreamed of Xena,
while he swept his floors.

Mr Rogers wore thick slippers
and a suit of gray.
Bought a wet-suit, took some scissors,
and an outfit made.

Mrs Rogers came home early
from her luncheon date:
Mr Rogers trapped in rubber,
bra made of metal plate.

Mrs Rogers screamed and fainted,
soothed in her distress,
By Mr Rogers kiss o'life as
Xena: Warrior Princess.

"Mr Rogers! I don't like this,
and I seek divorce!"
"As you wish, dear. I need more room
for my new white horse."

The moral of this story is:
Do you want to know?
Who cares if hubby's fantasies
make him steal your clothes?

Mr Rogers' secret life was
giggled at as sleaze -
not by the girl at number twelve,
who dressed as Hercules.

Now they both live in happiness
sharing what they wear.
Mr Rogers had a secret,
but now he doesn't care!

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