Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Fourteen Lines

Back in my younger, dumber days

I'd do drugs to feel good and high,

And keep doing them in my craze,

Demand always more than supply.

I was lucky and got help to

Kick my drug habit and instead

Seek healthier highs and that do

Not threaten me to just drop dead.

Whenever a sonnet I write,

I am put in a better mood

That qualifies in high delight,

As each line of verse is pursued.

Fourteen lines of verse and I'm fine,

Never need another blow line.