Sense Sonnet - Acher

Till Drunk Do Us Part

My bride had had too much to drink.
We'd left the reception early,
Which put her into a real stink.
The limo ride turned out to be
The ruin of the wedding day.
She grabbed a bottle of champagne,
And in an act of mad foul play,
Smashed it on my head. Oh the pain.
The driver stopped the car and called
The cops. She was under arrest.
Half conscious I was so appalled,
But I guess it was for the best.

The wedding night, we slept apart.
My bride's behind bars, bless her heart.