Wolves, Quit Kissing Craven Crackpots Poem by John Sensele

Wolves, don't attend church services to search
For opportunities at dawn and at night
To conduct ducts that breach
Sanctity and dignity of worship for the delight

Lucifer loves as wolves
Cast aghast looks about to seduce
Wives in hives and shelves
In which wolves reduce

Worship to a ship that covets
Moms, aunties, daughters and nieces
Whose presence in God's temple vets
Nefarious nonchalance and its perverted pieces

That delve into the occult
As wolves worm their way
Towards creating a cult
In which many members might go astray whom wolves waylay.