The Success Den Poem by John Sensele

Success is a Medusa that hisssssses
When suitors with thumping hearts jump
As a Komodo dragon nearby hisses
To sneak into their Adam's apples a pesky lump.

Success is a Gnome that nom noms
When suitors' teeth gnash
As they beat Zambian tom toms
In anticipation of reaping bonanza cash.

Success is an avalanche that roars
When suitors holler in horror
In tandem with their fright level that soars
As their minds pitter-patter in terror.

Success is a Werewolf that scratches
When suitors transmute into fluttering Sequoia leaves
As they scamper in terrified batches
With no further trump cards to zing up their silk sleeves.