Sonnet – Perchance to Dream

Give me a taste of that sweet, velvet fluff

Let it roll down my tongue like gold honey

I want it in costume or in the buff

In our bedroom where it’s never sunny

Now hush and don’t gimme no mealy guff

I’m serious, yo! This ain’t so damn funny

Tell me: silky, smooth or a little rough?

Listen, get your head out of the gutter

You misread me, my hackles a-flutter

Ain’t crowing about “ye olde in and out!”

There’s a nightly attack on my redoubt

I speak of sleep! Perchance to gently dream!

That’s how I sift nightly chaff from the cream

My reeling mind needs so much drowsy snuff

When I don’t slumber, my limbs get runny

My sleepy wife: “Stop climbing walls! Enough!”

“Said you’d shower me with love and money!”

Now is not the time to go off the cuff

My answer precise: “Yes, honey bunny!”

See, I can’t do life on the poorhouse heap

Once again, I beg, “Please, God, let me sleep!”

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