Prince!

He pinched me,
I pinched him
He pulled my hair,
I pulled his leg
He beat me,
I bit him
I fell,
He carried me
He fell,
I stamped him
I cried,
He laughed
We both bargained each other for our crimes,
He burnt everything while he cooked
Whereas I mastered them,
He is the boss
I am his assistant,
I am his princess
He is my prince,
Cause he never hesitated to tie my shoelace in public,
He is my perfect prince
He has no other go but to call me his princess.
- Katherine Phebe
© Katherine Phebe