Musings by The Poet Loriet
K.I.S.S. Principle
I'm not your princess.
It's inevitable that
I'll turn into a nag.
Don't drink so much.
My son's allergic to cats.
Quit smoking.
I'll put you on a healthy diet,
hide your Playboys, forbid you
from playing your drums
after the kids bedtime,
need you on your golf day...
see what happens?
You'll resent me.
I'll resent you.
We'll have awful fights.
(i'm scared)
It's sweet and simple
when we're slow-dancing
at 2 a.m., snuggling
on the couch, laughing,
nurturing~being impractical
and starry-eyed, but...
Let's take it slow, because
when this princess becomes
the queen of mean,
in your eyes,
it's all
d
o
w
n
h
i
l
l
from that point on.
Lori Beal
It's inevitable that
I'll turn into a nag.
Don't drink so much.
My son's allergic to cats.
Quit smoking.
I'll put you on a healthy diet,
hide your Playboys, forbid you
from playing your drums
after the kids bedtime,
need you on your golf day...
see what happens?
You'll resent me.
I'll resent you.
We'll have awful fights.
(i'm scared)
It's sweet and simple
when we're slow-dancing
at 2 a.m., snuggling
on the couch, laughing,
nurturing~being impractical
and starry-eyed, but...
Let's take it slow, because
when this princess becomes
the queen of mean,
in your eyes,
it's all
d
o
w
n
h
i
l
l
from that point on.
Lori Beal
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K.I.S.S. Principle
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