Skulduggery, Trickery & Thuggery Poem by John Sensele

Horns and thorns born on a morn
Gone bad, grown sad, grafted and given
To fits of fickle fantasies and emaciated ecstasies shorn
Of porn, pride, pesky proclivities and possibilities woven wonderfully in an oven

Whose chambers chide chimpanzees
Jumping, gesticulating, jiving and jingling
From branches, ranches, tranches and bees on seas and trees
Where mirth tingling and mingling on an evening

When mockery, trickery and thuggery
In jest in their quest to invest
Vests that pests cured, procured and secured through skulduggery
Simulated and stimulated sapience and support as incest

Gained ground on bounds and surrounds
Where morals mauled manners
That once served, swerved and observed rounds
Of cultures featured on flannel fabrics and a squad of snipers and gallant gunners.