I Wonder Why She Left

I wonder what she was thinking

When she decided she'd be leaving.

Did she compare the pros and cons

And the cons indeed won?

She probably said that I was ugly

after all: There are people that look better.

Or may be it was my profession

That I'm a teacher or was it the confession?

I thought I was being good

When I came up to her and said

That I had cheated but once

And that it would never again happen.

Teachers are poorly paid in Africa

And I am not totally handsome

But all I did was be honest

Consequently, I am the loneliest.

When I look back I regret I let

the cat out of the bag but

I smile when I realise that

The same was bound to come some time in the future!