Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Fool Once, Twice...

My two comrades and I were caught
By the enemy as we spied.
Death by firing squad was the lot,
And immediately applied
One at a time to each of us.
The squad aimed at my comrade one.
He yelled "Earthquake." There was a fuss,
And the first comrade made a run
For it, and got away. So then,
It was the turn of comrade two.
He yelled, "Tidal wave." And again,
In the chaos, away he flew.

My comrades' tactics did inspire.
As the squad aimed, I shouted, "Fire."