Sonnet - 78 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

You cannot Expect by a Drop-of-a-Hat,
Twice a Million Souls their Feelings release
After Years of Campaign to be where you're At
And Won their Hearts by Magic of your Fleece
Though Raw your Age then be there None to Blame
As any Sweet Teen promote as Desperate
To Blend with the Crowd risk Sanity insane
Though Talent you prove Tough as Concentrate
And why not? With your Paid Ministers bare,
Filter Horrid Programs and Offer the Pure
Though Wisdom be imbibed by Some who would Dare
Counter their Fantasies be left Demure.
Praying this Time though your Age experiment:
People are not Samples prone to Supplement.