Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Centsored

He was a penny pinching jerk.
My husband doled out cash to me
Weekly and would not let me work
For pay. He was so miserly.
One day I found his hidden stash
Up in the attic socked away -
Thousands of dollars there in cash.
It was now time for him to pay.
I spiked his coffee. He passed out.
I dragged him into the bath tub.
Then pennies I filled in about.
As he woke up he choked, "Glub, Glub."

When they looked for the cause of death -
The pennies took away his breath.