Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Fit for a Rahmper

Mayor Rahmper's throwing a fit,
Cuz some playmates peeve him in play.
His fan which we know what does hit
When the wee one doesn't get his way.
Rahmper hears that the Ricketts sez
That there's a game called Rev'rend Wright,
Object to peeve his pal the Prez.
Rahmper rages at such a slight,
And won't play with the Ricketts no more.
Go to hell the Wrigley play pen
Rahmper does squeal from the fifth floor,
Stuck in his skin that's oh so thin.

All NATO and the world can see
What a brat li'l Rahmper can be.