What are you so crazy about,
my ever so sweet one, to meet
your poet, to hear him greet
you? Can't you just live without
his touches, caresses, and ***?
Entrusting him with your eggs?!

My eggs in one basket (that's you!),
is that what you dream of, dear?
You being my lady here,
and loving me hotly, too?
Our house filled with laughters and joy,
as we'll have that girl and that boy?