Peanut Shells And Sonnets

Carl swept the peanut shells off the bar room floor and tried to compose sonnets in his head. Shara had mentioned the sonnet yesterday at lunch as if it were a wild animal to be found on safaris. Later, Carl had gone to the local internet cafe to Wikipedia sonnets, and spent the next three hours amazed at the long history of beautiful love sonnets. But as he swept, the sonnets he tried to compose were about how he was out of quarters, how he was forgetting how to mix drinks correctly, and how Shara liked to eat tuna salads.