Agree To Disagree Poem by Mark Heathcote

It's like buying a round of drinks
It's your turn: No it isn't mine!
I'm not falling for those hoodwinks
'Ours is an echo out of rhyme'
We agree to disagree all the time.

'Don't you remember - not at all? '
Well I'll double-check my pockets
To be sure for any change small.
'Don't you remember - not at all? '
I've stopped counting drink units

But still - unsure isn't this rounds yours
We'll agree to disagree… all the time.
By end of the night, we're on all fours
In the agreement, it's all been a pantomime.
& we'll drown out each other's snores

With echoes in almost perfect rhyme.