“A package came for you”
Shall I wait for my coffee to brew?
A mystery box next to my bed
Purple, green, yellow, blue or red
With a note “open me, if you dare”
But since I lived in Munich, I really don’t care
What’s inside the box, I’m slowly getting curious
Do you find humour not so much humorous, but aqueous?
Surprise, surprise, a fortnight trip to Japan in February
He remembered, and so he booked what’s necessary
I got out of bed, looked for him and hugged him
To say thanks, I’d be a fool not to appreciate him