Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Heatwave Thinking

In midst of a summer heat wave

I took a cold shower, got out,

Then to my wife did rant and rave,

"Mow the lawn!" to her I did shout,

"It's just too hot to go outside."

But my wife just shrugged, not concerned,

"You promised you'd mow," she replied.

Her give a guilt trip words burned.

"Well, Honey," I said with a wink,

"When I mow the lawn in the nude,"

"Then what will all the neighbors think?"

Hearing me, my wife did conclude,

"All of the neighbors will think, Honey,"

"I married you just for your money."