When a young lady of a philosophical bent
Invited me into her leaky old tent,
And she said, “men are full of lust,
And we are all but whirling dust”.
I said, “you should fix this leaking tent!”.
When a young lady of a philosophical bent
Invited me into her leaky old tent,
And she said, “men are full of lust,
And we are all but whirling dust”.
I said, “you should fix this leaking tent!”.
This remind me of good old limericks! Nevertheless, be careful with this lady, Sir. 😉
Many thanks for your comment and liking my poem. I guess that my poem is influenced by the limerick form, although it is not a limerick as such. I shall take care with the young lady, and also try to avoid getting soaked in her leaking tent when it rains! Best wishes, Kevin