Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Wanderer Me

I pleaded and the wife let me

Turn an empty spare room into

My very own man cave to be

Where I spend hours and I do

A lot of wandering around

My own man cave pretending that

I am a real cave man who found

My blissful perfect habitat.

Within these hallowed walls no strife

Or stress to dampen down my day.

It is my refuge from the wife

Where I can just wander away.

Of course each day the wife does call,

"It's dinner time, Meanderthall."