Sense Sonnet - Tickler

New World - Old Excuse

I was going to take a trip.
So I wanted a rent refund.
My new digs would be on a ship.
No "land"lord, I badly punned.
I got busy with making plans,
And forgot about getting back
The rent. All my attention span
Was focused on a future track,
Hoping the Earth was a round sphere.
Just before I was set to sail,
The landlord stood upon the pier,
And yelled the check was in the mail.

I, Christopher Columbus, claim
That check in the mail never came.