Some women dream of the prince of their lives
but cannot have him without a snag: on
the rare occasion when he arrives
they try to provoke him to act like a dragon.
I was a democratic prince,
of course, and I wanted life to be pleasant.
Of course, I treated her like a princess.
Of course, she treated me like a peasant.
If you have any comments on this poem, Thomas Land would
be pleased to hear from you.