Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 No Sale

I'm out of money to buy rum.

Sure hope that brat daughter of mine

Sold matches and will bring home some

Cash for me, but so far no sign

Of her, and the night's getting late.

She's in for a beating for sure.

With her Grandma meeting death's fate,

Nobody around to save her

Being punished making me mad.

So she best get home soon and be

With match money for dear old dad,

Cuz a real thirsty dad is me.

She's been found frozen dead I'm told,

And no matches had that brat sold.