Sonnet 43: Your Fine Friends Come With A Mouthful Of News Poem by David Wood

As he and his wife visit us tonight
We are all ears as we listen to his views
He plays well the part of a playful sprite.
They play cards well and win at gin rummy
And the wine they brought is of the finest
You too cooked a fine meal that was scrummy
As were their comments that were the kindest.
But I look forward to when we are alone
And then I can take you into my arms
I can then switch off that infernal phone
And woo you dear with my eternal charms.
Entertaining friends is both fine and great
When words are of friendship and not of hate.