Sense Sonnet - Acher

Out of Breath

A hopping was this bunny hare

When a hungry hawk grabbed up me,

And we were flying through the air.

By luck I got dropped by the sea.

That hawk was still circling around.

Quick as a bunny I hopped to

Dig a rabbit hole in the ground.

Safe from that hawk I sighed a "Whew."

That hawk would bother me no more.

I felt safe holed up here for sure.

But then I heard an awful roar.

My life quickly turned to manure.

Down my hole washed an ocean wave.

I'd dug myself an early grave.