She smiled.The front doorbell rang, and Mary rushed to open it. Bob was early. She was shocked. On the doorstep stood a Japanese woman dressed in a ki...ono. “Hello,” said Mary. “Hello,” said the woman in perfect English, though with a strange accent.Mary remembered her husband’s phone call last week. She had forgotten about somebody coming from Japan. She panicked. “Err, come in.” was all she could manage to say. Sue had run into the dining room and had closed the door behind her. “Thanks mate,”. ”“I also have a copy of the divorce decree and the prenup which shows that she was not to have any part of my, not ours, my business. I knew I would run into one or the other of them so I have carried those papers all this time.” I continued; “This woman and I were married and when I found her in our marriage bed with my vice president, I filed for divorce. I then discovered the theft of money from my company. They both left town just a few miles and minutes ahead of the FBI and then flew. ’Her face showed signs of old bruising, and she was wearing a sweater over her dress, even though the room was warm. I was suspicious that she was covering something up, so I asked, ‘Mrs. Jacobs, would you please take the sweater off?’ She looked down in shame and replied, ‘Do I have to?’ Feeling sure that my suspicions were going to be proven true, I told her, ‘No, but I suspect that it will make my investigation a whole lot easier if you do.’ She removed the sweater, and both arms were a mass. I scrapped that grotty one about daffodils. Well, you can't smoke them or anything can you?Little Lamb who made youDo you know who made you?Gave you life and got you shornBy the stream and over the lawn;Gave you numbers on your coat, Twenty Six is what they wrote;Gave you such a groovy voiceMaking all the grass rejoice!Little Lamb who made youDo you know who made you?However, this poem sounds really feeble now the sheep have moved off to a different field. And I couldn't find a way to use the.