Agreements

Who turned on fast forward
on my wicked days?
I was too distracted to take proper care
of my remote.
It‘s now hidden in your huge woolen pocket.

And I am not a thief.

Let‘s negotiate, Dear.

I will wash the dishes
after all the parties.

I will climb into bed
before your ears hear the lullaby.

Let‘s negotiate, Dear.

I will stop.

And we will be able to eat
whatever you want
on the bench in Paris.

2019 02 26