'No Tell Motel' Poem by Linda Winchell

I was told there's a place
somewhere down an old country dirt road.
It's called the, 'No Tell Motel'
where nothing done there is told!

There is no book to sign
when your checking in.
No one at the desk
you just let yourself in.

Take a key from the hook
and follow the signs.
There are numbers above each door
painted in bright yellow and white lines.

You go inside
with whomever you care.
There's no one ever looking
and no one ever there.

Then when you've had
all the fun that you wish.
Go back to the desk
return your key
and place your money in the dish.