Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Underclock

I know you hate me oh so much,

Your hate because I do my job,

To coax you to your work as such.

Your hate does make me sad a gob.

So I've decided not to work,

So you won't have to work as well.

You can sleep in because I shirk

Doing what you consider hell.

Now, no matter how I am set,

When that time comes, I won't go off.

A no alarm clock you now get,

So no more cause at me to scoff.

Overclock, I'm hated by you,

So underclock, now I will do.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Rest Stop

As I was flying on my way,

Below, a rosebush beckoned me,

Inviting me to stop and stay.

No other place I had to be,

And so upon the rosebush, I

Alit, from rose to rose I went,

Taking from each a gift supply

Of very pleasant sight and scent.

And of course at each rose I drank

Serving of nectar, tasty toast.

Of course at each rose I did thank

Each rose for being a nice host.

On the rosebush, well treated guest,

This butterfly had a nice rest.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Wedding Mess

Clara Bell proposed to Grant Ted,

And he accepted right away.

So off to church they went to wed.

Maid of Honor, Cherry Sundae,

And Bud Weiser was the Best Man.

Grant gave Bud some money to buy

A ring, but Bud thought better plan,

To buy a keg of beer supply,

Which Bud began to drink non stop,

Then with Cherry, started to fight.

Bud, whipped, creamed, Cherry on top,

Making the preacher quite uptight.

Grant Ted, Clara Bell had no ring,

And so was postponed their wedding.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Love Letter to You

Dearly Beloved, as you read

This letter written by me to

You, in every thought and deed,

I always be utmost for you,

Even when I know you be wrong,

Even when I know you be weak.

I know you can be right and strong,

When the forgiveness that you seek,

You always be able to find

From me, along with truth to give.

And when hard, I try to be kind,

So better both of us may live.

With all my love you know I be,

As you look in the mirror at me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Best Gift

Just he and I, my early life.

A carpenter, our home he built.

He gave solace from stress and strife,

Taught me the traps of shame and guilt

Could be avoided if I chose

To strive to do the right and good,

Even though difficult such goes,

He gave assurance that I could.

A better person I would live

From all that from him I received.

In his nature to truly give,

More love he gave, more I believed.

Last words to me on his deathbed,

"You are my best gift," my Dad said.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Innocence Lost

A human child is born on Earth,

And other humans are around,

So the innocence of life worth

Most likely will be lost as bound

A human child  be to the learning

Foremost the worst of human mind,

That abuse of all living thing,

God given right of humankind.

A human child most likely will

Follow such lead of others who,

To reach such destiny to fill,

Satisfy self to think and do.

A human child grows up in world

Of humans wrongs ever unfurled.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Best Happy Birthday Wish

Two hundred fifty years since birth

Of a nation, the U.S.A.

Grew to greatest nation on Earth,

And hope We continue that way.

We started out with set ideal

Of freedom and justice for all.

To be better We still appeal.

For always be the warning call

That We the People will forget

The sacrifices made in past

To give We People coming yet,

United nation that will last.

Happy Birthday my Uncle Sam,

A proud American I am.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Concert to Remember

The weirdest concert I was at,

In '67 The Doors gave

New Haven, Connecticut that

Turned into incident of rave.

Jim Morrison and female fan

Before the concert were backstage,

And were maced by a policeman,

Causing Morrison then to rage

During concert in made up song,

While bunches of cops did surround.

Morrison just egged them along

With his taunts, while holding his ground.

The concert came to an abrupt cease,

Morrison dragged offstage by police.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Live Happily Ever After

The Purple Dragon spewed orange fire,

Warning the Silver Knight, back off.

Peace and quiet were her desire,

At which the Silver Knight did scoff,

"You be a dragon I must slay."

"All the fairy tales tell me so."

Then the Purple Dragon did say,

"Nobody ever need to know"

"That you and I decided to"

"Both live together peacefully."

"And no more orange fire will I spew."

The Silver Knight said, "Fine with me."

Purple Dragon and Silver Knight

Now live together in delight.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 We Walk at Night

We walk together through the wood

At night, as we so often walk.

Being with you is always good,

No matter that we never talk.

Of course with darkness of the night,

I am often not seen by you.

But whenever there is moonlight,

The sight of me is in your view.

During our walks, I often feel

The variation of your mood.

Your body language does reveal.

But it's not my place to intrude.

Whenever we decide to go,

I, your shadow, am first to know.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Present

25th anniversary

Of their wedding, for him and her.

From jewelers he was taking me

To her, a true surprise for sure.

For their three children, jewels I got

Set upon me to celebrate

All of the love they shared a lot.

But then, sadly, came an ill fate.

A massive heart attack he had,

While on our way back home we went.

His death would be especially sad,

This special occasion event.

They found him clutching me in hand,

Added diamonds, her wedding band.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 The Barefoot Drunk

He often likes to go barefoot,

While drinking, a bottle in hand.

Then in due course, not staying put,

Goes walking 'round, arms waving grand,

Losing grip on the bottle that

Hits the floor and smashes into

Broken pieces of glass strewn flat,

While in his bare feet, he walks through.

When from his drunken stupor, he

Awakes some future time ahead,

He'll feel how sore his bare feet be,

See many cuts, all bloody red.

Oft while drinking, he takes us off.

At him barefoot, we shoes just scoff.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Sing to Sheep

The entertainment industry,

Especially the music kind,

Is used by Illuminati

To brainwash the mass human mind.

Illuminati are elite,

A secret bunch who long have sought

To bring a status quo defeat.

But never with much success got,

Until came modern music age

That does turn humans into sheep.

Anti-establishment, the rage,

Vow to change, easier to keep.

Illuminati's secret might

Will bring New World Order to light.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Freedom of Expression

I became a big music star.

Against the U.S.A. I sing.

So many like me, yes there are,

Downfall of U.S.A. to bring.

Each time on concert stage I've got

All the freedom to rant and rave.

And thanks to U.S.A. a lot

For such my nation never gave.

But my nation does promise me

Life of a protected elite,

As long as all my singing be

About the U.S.A. defeat.

But then ICE came, took me away,

Deported back to China stay.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Someday

I watch as thereupon evolves

Life, especially humankind

On that third ball, as it revolves

Round and round me as was designed

By the Creator of us all.

At times I've been worshipped as such

By some of humans on their ball.

But since, they've learned, though I do much

To make their lives, I'm finite one,

Slowly dying by burning out.

Humans now know this of their sun,

Will need to find new home, no doubt.

Perhaps when my finale be,

Transported Earthlings will watch me.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Reply

I read the letter that you wrote,

I'm sure was not an easy task.

You could have tried to sugarcoat

Our breaking up, but you just ask

That even though we parted ways,

Lots of good memories we had,

Sharing so many happy days

And nights, only our end went bad.

So yes, I hope that we both will

Learn from mistakes both of us made,

And emptiness in each would fill

With gratitude for us displayed.

This letter I write back to you,

Thanks for happiness both shared true.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Spilled Salt

Hubby cheats on me, so of course

I told him at dinner tonight

That I would sue him for divorce.

He just laughed at me, so not right,

And full of anger I was filled

At him, the salt shaker I shook.

On the table some salt was spilled.

So a handful of salt I took,

Threw it over my shoulder, cuz

I'm superstitious, some salt struck

Hubby's eyes, and hurt as salt does.

He died of heart attack, bad luck.

I really can't be held to fault,

Accidently spilling some salt.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Maggie

She was the first car that I had,

One of a kind my Maggie be,

Very good, judging the bad

Elements I let ride with me.

Right off, passengers, she would judge

Each passenger that got in her.

If she disliked, she would not budge,

Gave quite a clear signal for sure.

Nineteen sixty one Beetle Bug,

Geared up for first impressions made.

Each veto came with her no chug

Anywhere if her no vote stayed.

Rose my trust in Maggie, becuz

She, as character judge, best was!

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Temperature Rising

Fossil fuel burning 'round the world,

Too much, too long has brought about

Bad global warming be unfurled,

Cause temperature rising no doubt.

Yes, We the People of U.S.

Must take a large share of the blame,

And We could do much to burn less

Fossil fuel, to strive for the aim

Of hoping future children may

Live in better climate control,

Whatever prices We must pay,

Healthier climate be good goal.

Fossil fuel bans be our pursuits,

Communist China still pollutes.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Declared by Ben

Ben Franklin, 70 years old,

The oldest delegate to sign

The Declaration signed by bold,

That Independence be divine.

Ben was one of five who helped write

Declaring of Independence,

Knowing full well there'd be a fight

From the British with consequence.

1776 on

The Fourth of July be the day,

Putting his signature upon,

Words of advice, Ben had to say.

Hanging together, they need be,

Or they'd surely hang separately.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Ticked On and Off

What makes my mind tick I be asked.

And I answer, think like a clock,

Depending on what I be tasked

To think, ticking to me does talk

About what be my mode of thought.

Be I fearful, happy or sad,

Impulse controls on those I've got.

But messes me up mode is mad,

Even though warning signals sound,

My ticking tends out of control.

All my thoughts go spinning around,

In search of vague self righteous goal.

So when ticked off, my mind I let

To trouble time, my mind to set.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Make My Dreams Come True

I've heard that chasing dreams can be

A very tiring, long, hard race,

With never any guarantee,

But still I keep good, steady pace.

And even though I run into

Many failures along the way,

I learn from each of them, I do,

And in quest for my dreams I stay.

For I have dreams that for me will

Make me a better person of

Reaching my success to fulfill,

Received because I gave my love.

My perseverance to me seems

The best way to turn real my dreams.