Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Chop Chop

A tree chopper, looking for wood,

A dogwood tree did come upon,

And thought for chopping did look good,

So chopping this tree did chop on,

The tree felt chop bite in its bark,

And barked out loud, "Stop chopping me."

The chopper thought this quite a lark.

"You are barking up the wrong tree,"

The dogwood loudly did bark out,

Which got the tree chopper more pumped,

And chopped all the quicker, no doubt,

Leaving the dogwood tree quite stumped.

The more the tree chopper did dog,

The more the tree did dialog.