Ascetism & Cretinism Poem by John Sensele

Laugh and live
Frown and drown faster
But joys and toys give
More years to a master

Whose window weaves
Wonders when times get hard
So that no brown or clown frown in town leaves
A lucid life scarred

Because muscles and tussles
Become horrid harbingers
Teeming with fumble fossils
Escorted in a report and retort at a resort in port by druid dangers

Too serious, too noxious, too vicious
To ignore in a snore whose days and plays disappear
When cooks concoct conscious
Ascetism, criticism, mysticism and cretinism wherever anvils and evils appear.