The right plan is "A" and of course it's mine.
Your plan "B" is reasonably fine
If I get mine and you acquiescence,
this will always end, and in a hurt-fest
We can always seek a whole new plan
that's good for the woman and also the man
"C" it will be and we'll go their often
Hopefully master it, way before the coffin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem