Nympholepsy

There once was a vain nympholeptic
Whose cravings were rather eclectic
Her frenzied desires
To which she aspired
Left her warn out and quite narcoleptic

Fossick

There once was a fellow named Hector
Who went out with his metal detector
He fossicked around
The thing bleeped; then he found
That it just had a faulty connector

Mussitate

There once was a cranky old grouch
Who did nothing but and mutter and slouch
His sour mussitation
Caused such irritation
He was hated, for that I can vouch

Satori

There was an agnostic called Ken
Who felt empty and noticed a yen
Transformed by satori
The twist in the story
Is that now he's converted to Zen