No More Babies

No more babies; not now, not ever, I want to write and I want to read And I do like a good film Please ignore your body clock, That timepiece in your womb. I want us to fly like eagles and Eat out more/we can even do your Yoga on the carpet floor! No more nursery, a bit more Playground please; and perhaps A touch of artistry when you do That thing with your knees I’m looking forward to a new life Now they’re all grown up, Perhaps you could sublimate? We’ll buy a spaniel pup. So shall we go to bed? It’s late and I have work; I’m glad We talked about this thing I just knew you’d understand Hmmm?