small group sonnet number 112

the small group did not like it staying small
sat shoulder to shoulder
and wall to wall
smallness is in the eye of the beholder

we spent our time together
in laughing and games and study
location for the guys dependent on weather
and comfy fat cushions for our buddies

Anne gablean lore for the ladies
the hoops and the nachos for gents
senor owen king of the babies
and Josiah dragon slayer ever since

Now just a contest to be
the best branch or the trunk of the tree