There Once Was a Poor Rhymer Named Gus

There once was a poor rhymer named Gus
Who, on becoming overwhelmed with wickedness and lust,
Entered a house of ill repute
Where he played upon his flute.
As the girls sang, “poetry, ‘tis but dust!”.

5 thoughts on “There Once Was a Poor Rhymer Named Gus

    1. K Morris Poet Post author

      I enjoy writing both humorous and other kinds of poetry, Michael. Life is full of laughter, tears and many shades in between, and I enjoy writing all kinds of poetry. All the best. Kevin

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