Margarita Lillico Poet Rhyme

The Geometry of a Shared Bed

Our King is rectangle 
And yet I still dangle, 
While my hubby plays dead 
Far and wide on our bed. 

And the blanky, alright, 
I lose touch with at night.
My hubby by my side 
On the bed, far and wide. 

It’s neither fair nor square -
Love triangle we share: 
Asymmetrically, 
Geometrically. 

Since my hubby, all spread 
Far and wide on our bed, 
I moved in with chagrin 
To the bedroom with Twin. 

Now I sprawl and I spread 
On my bountiful bed! 
Slumbering, far and wide, 
Taking turns on each side! 

Twin’s not much of a prize, 
It’s not all about size! 
It could be even worse - 
Could be Single of course! 

May 16, 2026

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David Crandall August 15, 2026 at 4:41 PM Haha, funny - nicely done!

Gary Radice May 17, 2026 at 10:40 PM This made me smile. Your situation could be worse though Margarita. You could have bunk beds :) Reading Alison’s comment below I can empathise with her. Mabel our cat wakes me by sitting on my head each morning at 510 almost to the minute. I digress. Loved the poem. Cheers - Gary Margarita Lillico May 18, 2026 at 9:15 AM No bunk beads please! My Irish twins grandkids in constant feud over one :) M.

Alison A Smith nee Howarth May 17, 2026 at 8:22 PM This rings a lot of bells with my sleeping behaviour. I also have to compete for space with 2 cats. Thank you for this poem. Margarita Lillico May 18, 2026 at 9:14 AM Of all spaces our beddy seems the most shared of all! Whether we like it or not:) M.