Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Barter

I texted a co-worker who
I really thought that I could trust,
And asked about a hit man to
Kill my ex-boyfriend - a must.
Co-worker called the F.B.I.,
And I was caught up in a sting.
I told who I thought was the guy
I hired to kill, that I would bring
My swimming pool as payment for
The hit. We met and next I know,
Handcuffs are making my wrists sore,
As away to jail I do go.

All I had to pay was my pool,
The news reports paint me a fool!