Sallow Sequoia Sticks Poem by John Sensele

Witchcraft, you're a pesky pimple
That messes up the face of Africa
Which aspires to brandish a nimble dimple
Admired in Jamaica, in America

Although some dough seekers
Resort to a portly port of occult odium
Whose podium purveys beakers
In which concoctions of sodium

Potassium, calcium and magnesium magnify
Africa's shame shown in shadows
Hanging their heads in shame because they mystify
Innocent Inuits innovating meadows

While wizards and witches wander about
On broomsticks with unlit wicks
To trouble double domiciles that doubt
Their wicked tricks sustained by boring bricks and sallow sequoia sticks.