I put my ex-wife's picture
In a very special frame-
It hangs in the barn
With an old trace chain,

Away back in a corner
Where it's so hard to see-
No one will realize
What it means to me.

A long time it's hung there
It still looks just as sweet-
In that frame that's made
Of an old toilet seat.

It's covered with webs
And dust from the floor-
And every few days
I go and add more,

It shows all her beauty
She's such a sweet thing-
My old ex-wife's picture
In the toilet seat frame