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.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Heroine Needed

Whatever purpose humankind

Was meant to serve upon this world,

As time goes by, harder to find,

With destruction that's been unfurled.

Heroes and saviors humans thought

Would come to the rescue of all,

Have just shown up to fail a lot.

It's time to make a judgement call

To end threat of humanity,

Causing its extinction to bring

The world back into harmony,

Humankind's beyond saving.

The heroine to restore worth,

Mother Nature will save her Earth.

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Disciplined to No End

I love my couch potato life.

The wife thinks I need disciplined.

If the couch pains me, thinks the wife,

Then my time on the couch would end.

I gave the wife's opinion thought,

And told her that I did agree.

Of course I hated pain a lot,

And best way to discipline me.

So I told the wife that I would

Continue on the couch remain

Till I was disciplined real good

By feeling lots and lots of pain.

So now I always yell loud, "Ouch,"

Whenever I am on the couch.

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 In Love with Daisy

With Daisy I did fall in love.

So I'd play my banjo to ask

In music if there was chance of

Success with Daisy in my task

Of singing songs she should enjoy

Enough to maybe love me back.

But Daisy with me was so coy,

No hint if I was on right track

With her, but no hint I was wrong,

So I just kept up my pursuit

Of Daisy, singing my love song,

Hoping for her love absolute.

Banjo playing grasshopper, me,

In love with Daisy flower be.

Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Lovers Reunited

Under the bright moon in full stage,

I hear you call me in the night.

But I am entrapped in this cage,

Our being apart, just not right.

Because we are so much in love.

But they choose to keep us apart.

They being so ignorant of

Affairs our kind share of the heart.

Yes, you have picked up on my scent,

And soon they will meet fate most foul,

As they receive your punishment,

Your claws and fangs rip as you howl.

My lover, you do set me free.

Now together, we werewolves be.