[Elsie]

There was a young fella named Kent;
who would tear off his clothes in a tent.
for no matter the time;
he was a terror to crime;
‘cause he flew every where that he went.

[GOPsterinMA]

What poetry! Have you met Khent?

[NFHale]

A critter named “Khent”, Who loved to get bent
could suck a golf ball through a garden hose...

Then it ran afoul, of an Ay-rab in a towel,
and got itself sucker-punched in the nose.