Just sign Looking over the terms of my surrender I can’t help but feel the Germans were treated better you’ve got me down to my last dollar making me swear I’ll love you forever I’m reading paragraph seven where you maintain I must obey your every decision there’s an asterisk attached to that section that defines “enthusiastic submission” I’ve read the third page twice where it clarifies that you “don’t do nice” that you take nightly baths of ice and I must keep your body well-lathered the section on transportation mentions in the absence of stallions I’m expected to stand in at that moment on the route from the bath to the kitchen As I’m filling with revulsion a higher part of me demands completion and we all win in this ballet of one fluid motion
Poetry and Songwriting from the Bronx