Hips, Lips And Whips Poem by John Sensele

Judas smiles miles of lies after pulling another prank
Intended to prove a point lost
But, in reality, tricks, pricks and ricks attain a low rank.

Judas lies, pies and sties crank
Illusion devices that fabricate failures at sanity's cost.
Judas smiles miles of lies after pulling another prank.

Lies, spies and Judas sighs flow into a septic tank
Despite the momentum pies gather on the West Coast
But, in reality, tricks, pricks and ricks attain a low rank.

Plots and blots of betrayal draw a blank
As tricks clink glasses and illusions toast.
Judas smiles miles of lies after pulling another prank.

Machinations and machismo summersault on a plank
Where achievements of delirium sink in a frost
But, in reality, tricks, pricks and ricks attain a low rank.

Lips, hips and sips of Judas spank
Lies and pies of prurience pasted on a pandemonium post.
Judas smiles miles of lies after pulling another prank
But, in reality, tricks, pricks and ricks attain a low rank.