Sense Sonnet - Tickler
Chewsy
Thinking a pirate's life be fun,
I signed aboard a pirate ship.
Swabbing wood decks, I be the one,
My favorite job for the trip.
All day, all night, swabbing I would,
Really getting my teeth into,
Deck work making me feel so good,
As disappearance of decks grew.
Crew got suspicious, but too late,
As more water the ship took on,
Until happened the would be fate,
Too much of the ship's wood be gone.
The ship does sink because of me,
Because a beaver I do be.