Hideous Habits Poem by John Sensele

Unlearn hideous habits
Alongside their boisterous bits
If your path should forge ahead
When spans of your wings spread

Injecting tremors down supine spines
Primed to dig crude coal from murky mines
Where the ore refuses to obey
A command carved from a bruised bay

Which in shimmery ships boisterous habits harbour
A drudgery grudge when a gringo remembers the disaster afflicting a neighbour
Concealed in a measly meal bad habits digest
In huge morsels good manners can't ingest

Regardless of dire curcumstances seem
Whether sweeteners swim in a colourful cream
Or devour nutrients hideous habits serve
As hideous habits declatre their nuisance a prized preserve.