Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Let the Last Laugh Be Mine

This is Captain Ahab and I

With my log have no other choice,

Since away from my ship, but try

To make my last entry by voice,

And hope it's heard by my first mate

To then be logged that I have found

Myself tied to ironic fate.

By my own harpoon rope I'm bound

To my nemesis, Moby Dick,

Who with his tongue will soon take me

Into his mouth with one foul flick,

Then a snack for Moby I'll be.

And so I wish with my last breath,

I cause this whale to choke to death.