Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Carp a Comin'

We're coming to America,
The land of opportunity,
To Lake Michigan, you betcha,
Home of fin and water of free.
We do hear through the grape bubble
That states around are making waves,
Stirring up a bunch of trouble,
Accusing us of misbehaves.
The scales of justice move so slow.
We must get our tails in fast.
That's one thing we Asian Carp know.
The more we mate, the more we last.

No court, no matter how supreme,
Sinks our American dream.