In the morning her body laid cosy in bed,
Too focused to notice the breakfast she was fed
Instead she just pondered about what to dread
Like her being the only one 3 steps ahead
On her first step she'd set her intentions for me
On the second she tried to plan all our needs
Then the third we all thought was a horrid vice
As it came in the form of her priceless advice
By the afternoon she had it all written out
Seemed so logical and beyond any doubt
But her passion for planning was hard to accept
So enjoying the moment is what we did instead.
The first step she'd take was too far to achieve
The second was aimed at her own self esteem
By the third I had stepped into some kinda crisis
She wanted to scream but still tried to be nice
She said please don't you dare to ask me twice,
If you care at all for my priceless advice.
K