John Sensele Poems

There was once a street kid with hunger
Who society drove to seething anger
When a pastor read the Bible
For his mates as a deep symbol
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Vanquish opponents
Invite challenges
Condone resilience
Thrive on new levels of competition
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There was once a voracious library
That visited prairies and a friary
Where it laboured to befriend
A handsome monk as a trend
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There was once a cryptic Sikh mystic
Who baffled and stifled the rustic
He met once in a blue moon
To chat about a lagoon
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There was once a coffin that freaked out
Due to an injustice that made it pout
As it sought to avenge
The pain and anguish to change
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There was once a vagabond who stole
A cock from a dungeon near a pole
Which became unruly
Bruised him so crudely
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There was once a swarm of honey bees
Who toiled and moiled from trees
To trees collecting nectar
Which differed from sweet tar
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There was once a boy huge and slick
Who licked, kicked and picked a brick
In the midst of a village
Where he dissed an old sage
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There was once a pesky attitude
That grew and flew an altitude
Boring and goring in manner
Which brandished a banner
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There was once a proficient surgeon
Who sent word by means of a pigeon
Whose friend liked a siesta
After dancing in a fiesta
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