Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 "Toe"tally Unacceptable

I remember that day so well.

Hubby was out mowing the lawn.

And then I heard him scream like hell.

Something bad must be going on.

Yes indeed, the mower chewed up,

And then spit out two of his toes.

I put the pieces in a cup.

E.R. failed at attempted sews.

Of course I nursed Hubby back to

Health, but this awful accident

Made Hubby not the man I knew,

And more and more apart we went.

Too much to bear, divorce I sought.

Lack toes intolerant I got.