"Hey babe, you ought to write that sonnet and..."
by Abraham Piper
"Hey babe, you ought to write that sonnet and
win us a bed," she said, "Oh, and it's got
to be about your love for me." "Demand-
ing, don't you think?" I asked. She said, "It's not."
"My love," I pled, "good sonnets have a twist
around line twelve and that takes wit." "Oh, give
it up!" she said. "A twist? Who cares! I've missed
your lame old doggerel for years. Now live
up to the gushiness I know is in
your heart. No need to put a twist in it.
Just write a sappy poem for me." "You win,"
I said, "I'll write a poem and gush a bit,
but it'll have to be a different one,
since this one's almost finished. There. It's done.
About the Author
Abraham Piper lives in Minneapolis with his wife and son, both of whom he fondly gushes over. He blogs at 22 Words.
Bed of Roses Love Sonnet Contest Winner
Lovingly selected from the earliest archives of A Prairie Home Companion, this heirloom collection represents the music from earliest years of the now legendary show: 1974–1976. With songs and tunes from jazz pianist Butch Thompson, mandolin maestro Peter Ostroushko, Dakota Dave Hull and the first house band, The Powdermilk Biscuit Band (Adam Granger, Bob Douglas and Mary DuShane).