# Esmerelda had a plan

I’ve written another song.

 

 

Esmerelda had a plan

Esmerelda had a plan
Every time she wed a man

She started out when she was twenty
And tied the knot with one who’d plenty
’twas in a bank, so hard he’d slave!
Just begging for his early grave!
In life he’d shown financial merit
And the whole darn lot did she inherit

Oh Esmerelda had a plan
Every time she wed a man

The merry widow, not short of a bob
Chose husband two with a different job
With clowns and a band and acrobats
And someone skilled to train big cats
Ringmaster was his job, you see
And she got in to watch the circus free.

Oh Esmerelda had a plan
Every time she wed a man

But he was a drinker, with a roving eye,
So she divorced him by and by
Eternity then got to her head
Where would she go, when she was dead?
She met a preacher who confidently said
He knew the big answers, and soon they were wed.

Oh Esmerelda had a plan
Every time she wed a man

She buried the preacher, and felt her age
And hatched a good plan for the final stage
A funeral director offered his hand
And this was exactly what she’d planned
That’s when I met her, on husband four
Past best-before date, in fact at death’s door.

Oh Esmerelda had a plan
Every time she wed a man

So I asked Esmerelda, what was her plan?
What had she got from marrying each man?
The banker, the circus man, preacher and then
The undertaker – all four men.
She paused before answering (though not for long)
And then gave her answer, delivered in song.

I’m Esmerelda. I had a plan
Every time I wed a man
One for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready
And four to go.

 

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