Trouble

Trouble served
Sunny side up
Given with
Guilt in a cup

How you like it
Is how it’s served
Always given
As deserved

But with you my love
It always seem sweet
Trouble with you
Just can’t be beat

So hide for the moment
Till someone finds out
Maybe if we’re nice
They might not shout

So we’ll say that we’re sorry
And be really nice
Then hide somewhere else
And do trouble now twice

Do you think they really mind?