Broken dishes

I trample over shards of broken dishes I broke and didn't clean twenty thirty years ago. There is no forgiveness, Mary, pay now, pay, pay. I am avoiding broken pieces. Someone clean that floor. Dishes have gotten broken. Ask for payment. When you will not forgive me I'll come each night to pee under your window, because you are such … Copyright © Marie Neumann 5/13/2014 I translated Czech original written sometimes in 2011