Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Snorsing Around

This Mister's stuck with Missus Horse.

For breeding purposes we be.

So my future sees no divorce.

She is ever nagging at me.

I always hope when time to sleep

That I will get a break from her.

Dream starts off good when I snooze deep.

A hot young filly shows for sure,

And my wild oats I start to sow.

I get myself all fillied up.

But then the crash down, doncha know,

And back to reality, yup.

My dream filly's no longer there,

Replace by my Missus nightmare.