John Sensele Poet Villanelle

The Cheesy Chore On My Floor

I drop my guard and rabble raps my door
Which welcomes no anachronistic arrays
To dampen the mood on my floor.

I watch on the beach as she reaches the shore
Where in remorse for me she prays 
Cos I drop my guard and rabble raps my door.

Next, deep recesses in my mind roar 
When on my heart spirituality she sprays 
To dampen the mood on my floor.

I pick myself up although I feel sore
Gladys, by dint of pleas, my fears allays
As I drop my guard and rabble raps my door.

In a twist of fate, I dig deep into my stamina store
Hoping my reluctance Gladys no more waylays
To dampen the mood on my floor.

Tired but fired up, I opt to organise the cheesy chore 
When in the end Gladys my silence slays
As I drop my guard and rabble raps my door 
To dampen the mood on my floor.

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