Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Idiomatic Advice

A little birdie told me you

Are bragging busy as a bee.

You hold your horses I say true.

Lots of ants in your pants I see.

The world is your oyster you dream.

Off on a wild goose chase you go

To grab the lion's share by scheme,

Yet not get your ducks in a row.

This makes me mad as a hornet,

When you open a can of worms.

Your pigheadedness - I scorn it.

Don't have a cow hearing these terms.

Watching you like a hawk am I.

You'd better let sleeping dogs lie.