Get Off My Case Poem by John Sensele

Gimme a break, get off my case, dunce
For neither space nor time
Spent in a tent to splurge a dime
On dregs that chance
To turn and return to cast a lance
That can't for a treason reason mime
In due season good manners, mood spanners to prime
Chances advanced to dance
Whether two left feet tweet
A fence, nonsense, common sense
For a dense dunce to pop up a tit
In good faith, feeling a prey can't quit
A relationship, in a ship and sail away in silence
To bail out sanity, tail between legs in vanity and mail fertility in confidence.