An interesting post entitled “What Prose Writers Can Learn From Great Poetry”, https://emmalee1.wordpress.com/2021/06/30/what-prose-writers-can-learn-from-great-poetry/”.
Kevin
An interesting post entitled “What Prose Writers Can Learn From Great Poetry”, https://emmalee1.wordpress.com/2021/06/30/what-prose-writers-can-learn-from-great-poetry/”.
Kevin
There once was a don named Ron
Whose lectures just went on and on.
As loud snores filled the room
He would gaze at the moon,
As she slept whilst Ron went on!
A most wicked young lady named Lou
Has written about me and Miss Sue.
Its really quite shocking
And involves Miss Hocking.
We’d sue, but its all perfectly true!
There was a young man named Lyme
Who picked a fight with Father Time.
But old time slipped away.
And on his final day
Lyme made his peace with Father Time.
I met a young lady named Ann
Who was pushing a rather large pram.
She said “they look like you!”.
I replied, “oh god, that’s true!”.
And then I ran from Ann’s pram!
There was a young lady named Rosebud
Whose refrain was Sir, “I never could!”
But after much wine
And sweet music divine,
Modest Miss Rosebud found that she could …
There was a young lady named Grub
Who, being fond of her old bathtub
Bathed in a public place,
Which was a real disgrace!
Though it was a rather fine bathtub …
When reckless men
Play Russian Roulette
With professional women
The bare fact
Of the act
May cause regret.
Whether ‘tis sin
I know not,
But in
The hot
Pleasure of skin
Against skin
They play roulette.
I awoke with the beautiful Miss Spink
Who gave me a very sly wink.
I said, “my dear
How came you here?
And where is your nightdress Miss Spink!”
Me reading a couple of my humorous poems: