A Little Beetle Called Love Poem by John Sensele

A little beetle called love chooses her own rules
Then begins to rule the roost;
Cossetted, love deploys her tools to mete punishment on fools
But good suitors love seduced.

A little beetle called love drives lovers mad
Then robs them of reason;
Blinded by love, unwary swimmers and lemurs end up sad in their pad
Cursing Cupid and his arrows for their plight, claiming treason.

A little beetle called love bites tight creatures mighty and weak
Smiting Samson despite his vampire vitality
Making Solomon bite the dust from Eve's beak
Manipulating David's fly despite his sagacity and lucidity.

A little beetle called love endows a woman with much guile
To spirit a tycoon from his family, his mansion
Into a tiny abode while
His wife and offspring wilt in family dysfunction.