Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Trouble Brewed

Hubby knew that coffee and I

Needed some time each morn alone.

When first wed, I'd told Hubby my

Such need in no uncertain tone.

All went well on this for a while.

But then one morn, Hubby showed up

With some coffee and with a smile,

Not a word, handing me a cup.

Displeased, to calm myself I took

A sip, and awful was the taste.

I gave Hubby a scathing look,

And he did disappear in haste.

Hubby was history of course.

He'd given me grounds for divorce.