Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 A Dirty Job

I watch my three year old outside.

He told me he wanted to find

Buried treasure he knew did hide

In the back yard, and set his mind

That he was gonna dig until

That buried treasure he undug.

I figured it a harmless thrill,

Maybe he'd come across a bug.

I watched him go after his goal,

Both hands digging, the dirt did fly.

Quickly did come a good sized hole.

In headfirst went my little guy.

I'm off to digging digger up.

I'm sure a bath is coming, yup.