Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Hearing Hal

A widower I knew Hal be.

Soon after we began to date.

But after Hal did marry me,

I felt burdened by his wife, late.

Hal constantly did talk of her,

Their idyllic time spent in past,

Much better than today for sure.

Once in Hal's mind, long she would last

In my being a victim of

Hal's inability to let

Go, obsessing his first wife's love,

Which got his second wife upset.

Lamenting first wife, dead and gone,

Now I have to hear Hal sigh on.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Bad Time

That time we first met, you and me,

I thought we would have just some fun.

And  then no longer would we be,

Whatever time we had be done.

But then I fell real hard for you,

And no way would I let you go,

No matter that you wanted to.

But I had to have you and so

I went a little crazy mad

Trying to keep you, but instead

Our last time together went bad,

When I went blank and you went dead.

I think about you lots while I'm

Alone in my cell doing time.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Wedded Couple the World Would Know

Whirlwind romance, the two chose to

Elope in 1940, she

Wore a black dress, all she had due

To her lost luggage, and then he

Forgot the wedding ring, so bought

A cheap ring at a five and dime.

Both in show biz, busy a lot.

Honeymoon had a later time.

T.V. producers wanted her

To star in a comedy show.

She wanted him costar for sure.

Producers could not tell her no.

The rest is T.V. history,

As "I Love Lucy" came to be.

Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Intolerable

We two do try to get along,

Though we have different politics.

I am right, my colleague is wrong.

But we manage to intermix.

Then one day, put on feet to wear

A new stocking  each foot did get,

An expensive athletic pair.

But the brand name made me upset,

As too far left to tolerate.

A Nike sock just would not do.

Maybe okay for my left mate,

But surely not for this right shoe.

Very conservative I be,

So no woke Nike stuff with me.

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Extinction

The females took over the Earth,

And learned to clone themselves, and so

Males no longer had any worth.

Execution, all men did go.

Over a long enough timeline,

Copy of many copies, I

Came with hers of the same design.

But then we did begin to die.

Virus in us did intervene,

Quickly dropped our survival rate.

In each of us, a killer gene,

All of us to suffer same fate.

The last female on Earth, alone,

I choose to die before I clone.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 To My Yoh in South Africa

A grogga bug is bugging me.

"How zit," I'm sure the bug does buzz.

A lekker jol I look to be.

"Eina," I'm gonna cry, becuz

Ag, it's trying to bite my neck.

So try to swat it with my head.

Swing round and round, eish, what the heck!

Just vrot dizziness instead.

This bad bug bugs me to the point

I'm a very grouchy giraffe,

With a neck that's now out of joint.

Darn mosquito has the last laugh.

One more pain in the neck I've got,

Cuz I've tied my neck in a knot.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Friends Again

Since kindergarten Bill and I

Were best friends, together a lot.

But then when high school sophomores, my

Being understanding was not.

Being Bill's friend went a bad way,

When Bill had the courage to tell

Me that he was sure he was gay.

I did not take his truth too well.

When Bill came out to everyone,

I thought everyone would think me

Gay too, so Bill and I were done,

No longer could our friendship be.

I was miserable until

Asked and got forgiveness from Bill.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Bouncing Ball

Around 1600 B.C.

In what is now southern Mexico,

Mayans pulled from a rubber tree

Some strips, and wound together so

To end up with a round ball, me,

With 'bout 3 inch diameter.

Easily by human hand be

Hit and caught so as to occur

Compliance in a game to play

By the humans to compete in

Making use of my bouncing way.

Whoever used me best would win.

I began lots of fun for all,

Becoming the first bouncing ball.