Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Trots from Hots

Two stacks of pancakes, freshly fried,

Their misery wants comfort, so

Tell how great it was, as they lied

To the remaining pancake dough.

But the dough sees some eggs fry in

The skillet, and all the eggs yell

They were misled to their chagrin,

And this hot skillet hurts like hell.

Thus, the dough, now misgivings had,

"No," to the pancakes stacks does say,

Which of course makes the stacks quite mad,

As remaining dough runs away.

The pancake dough has faster legs,

Escapes the skillet of fried eggs.