Spots Of Joy Poem by John Sensele

Spots of joy in toy cots
Baptise and chastise lovers in a hurry
To eat forbidden fruit with no thoughts
Of consequences such convocations carry.

Spots of joy sometimes deploy
Tactics in attics and gymnastics
That mar and scar coy
Caddies and buddies without relationship analytics.

Spots of joy displease despots
Who employ loin wraps
To steal senate and congress votes
From unwilling wasps.

Spots of joy enjoy a fair share
Of bad publicity
Blown overboard by pundits who dare
To pour cold water on untold duplicity.