Lad, Add A Mad Ad & Be Glad Poem by John Sensele

Don't burn your candle at both ends, lad
Return good for bad though hate debates
Whether you succeed or fail, though dowdy dad
Thinks you mad and sad cos you won't wash pesky plates.

Don't drive your rascal life away, son
Eating and feasting from the truncheon tree
Which snaps naps from your eagle eyes which won
Rights to peep where angels freedom don't decree.

Don't nip tips of innocence and adolescence
In vats of vapid vinegar messed and stressed in a vineyard
Where grapes on napes of apes scrape your conscience
Rapturing scripture with the capture of a new millennium bard in a leotard.

Don't belittle wisdom and whittle
Morsels of opportunities from a panoply
Swerved your way, not heckle your habits, but to settle
Once and for all your fetish fate at an austere assembly.