Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Color Me Purple

On a trip to Italy, I

Did the "I Love Lucy" grape thing,

In vat of purple grapes supply,

I did lots of barefoot stomping.

Felt squishing of grapes through my toes,

While hearing their squishing as well.

Sweet pungent odor up my nose.

Then suddenly I slipped and fell,

Rolled around and could see a me

All purplified acquired in haste.

Submerged in grapes of bath I be.

Mouthful of grapes acquired in taste.

Though seen and heard of this before,

Do color me purple galore.