Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Crawling on Herman Hill

Long suffering wife, I'm here to tell

That marrying him was huge mistake.

Life with mean Herman Hill was hell.

At last I had all I could take.

So with him on a camping trip,

I waited till he did pass out

From drugs he drank that I did slip.

Then dragged him to the spot no doubt,

Authorities would find him dead

By accident, passed out upon

Home to those, Hill I would provide,

Plenty of flesh they could chew on.

My Hubbyless dream to fulfill,

Red ants crawling on Herman Hill.