Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Today's Diary

Today my diary I do pen.

It was a day moved by some grief.

I was eating my supper when

I felt the runs like a chased thief.

Dashing for the toilet real fast,

I barely made it to unload.

My innards that in torrents passed

Felt like I was gonna explode.

I flushed and then I was aware

The toilet had been overwrought.

Water and stuff flowed ev'rywhere.

Being a plumber, I am not.

My runs of chips fell as they may,

But my wife, Angel, saved the day.