when a gorgeous young lady named Fay
Said, “see how the lambs they play.
Come with me to yonder field,
Where all maidens must surely yield,
I said, “but Fay, its raining today!”.
—
A young lady named Jane
Sang a most mournful refrain.
I could repeat her song,
As it wouldn’t take long,
But its copyright of Jane!
—
A very ugly and most ancient squire
Said, “I must sire
Lots of healthy offspring
To please my king,
But my young wife has no desire!”.
K Morris - Poet 
Lol. I’d forgotten it was Tuesday though lol
Glad you like it, Lorraine. And its easy to forget what day of the week it is. I do it frequently. In fact I once got off the train at London Victoria and was told by the guy at the barrier (who I know), “you look nice Kevin. Where are you going today?”. I answered, “work”, to which he responded, but its Sunday, Kevin!”. Thinking about it afterwards, it was extremely quiet on the train (which should have told me that it was not a working day)!
All the best, Kevin
😄👌
I’m delighted my poem made you smile.
Best wishes, Kevin