What's his is ours and
certainly what's mine is mine.
We discuss our plans before we choose my way.
We solve disagreements when my love complies.
I don't remember promising to compromise.
Some folks fail to understand my view.
They say I act selfishly.
But marriage means two people merge
as one,
So why shouldn't the one be me?
We work well together
when I'm in charge.
Afterwards he'll scratch my back and I'll scratch mine.
I would never cheat on him or tell him lies.
But I don't remember promising
(Isn't it the oddest thing?)
I don't remember promising
To Compromise.
Copyright 2000 Jacqueline S. Levy