Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Pray for Deliverance

I got it to give my best girl.

But she was not here at the time.

Now can't recall where I did squirrel

It away, causing me to climb

The walls in frantic search for it.

I've looked every place I know,

And now I am in such a fit,

Seeing her with nothing to show.

It is the perfect gift for her,

Specially grown, one of a kind.

She would love getting it for sure.

Where I stuck it won't come to mind.

I'm not a churchgoing squirrel, but

Oh Lordy, help me find that nut.