Observations

We had the Smiths here
for dinner last night. She was
shrewish. He got tight.

She could have been a
music star, with her perfect
head for air guitar.

In the dark forest
of desire, the heart may light
a deceptive fire.

The love bee's kiss is
free honey, hiding the sting
that costs us money.

I buried my boss
with tearful regret. Wonder
if he is dead yet.