Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Sitting Bull

I be a bull down on the Farm

Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo.

With the ladies I've quite the charm,

Competing woos for me they moo.

Being a bull I need to eat

A lot of chow, what I don't need

In lots and huge piles I excrete,

Quite a mess to clean up, indeed.

So my keepers made a latrine

In the barn corner just for me,

Where I go and do my routine

With lots of b.s. there to be.

The Burger King as I am known,

And holding court upon my throne.