Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Caught 'Twixt and 'Tween

Walking home are the three of us,

I, myself, me in dark fogged wood.

Hear our girlfriend behind cuss.

If she catches up, won't be good.

Coming from a party tonight,

Celebrating Halloween, yes.

Bloody mule cocktails such delight.

Drank too many of them we guess.

We hurry on, then ahead hear

Bushes shaking and grunting from.

Girlfriend right behind us, oh dear,

And what's ahead, sure not welcome.

We are in for great stress and strife,

Cuz ahead grunting is the wife.