Ribald Rights Poem by John Sensele

Don't let petty squabbles suture your future
Don't choose to lose your way and cruise astray
Cos a black dress bludgeons her Cumberland culture
With a stratagem that claims to pray and spray a hope ray.

Don't dilute doubts with no clout that pout
Don't promote promiscuity despite its popularity
Cos a micro dress in distress chooses to shout
As an act of assumed seniority in a Spartan sorority.

Don't commend demented karaokes in your tragic town
Don't condemn pardons called into question by pests
Cos nudity and crudity caress a corny clown
To modify standards mooted and hooted in the midst of charming chests.

Don't stoop into loops of deviant dangers
Don't fight the plight of heights of delights
Cos a damsel in a tinsel headdress hobnobs with rude rangers
To embrace the stress on a ludicrous routine with ribald rights.