COMPROMISED
It’s time to hide your face my dear.
I’ve noticed that Van Gogh is here,
Employing his artistic skills,
Portraying all these daffodils.
He’ll probably include us too,
Thus compromising me and you.
If it’s hung in a gallery,
I’m fearful that my wife will see.
She thinks I’m at a seminar.
No reason to suspect so far.
So turn your back and walk away.
We’ll come back here another day
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