Monthly Archives: December 2021

My Further Selected Poems Has Been Nominated for the Daisy Award

I am delighted to announce that I have been nominated for the Daisy Award at Two Gals and a Book for my Further Selected Poems.

You can read about the award here, https://twogalsandabookcom.wordpress.com/2021/12/25/the-2021-stacy-and-daisy-award-nominees/. For my Further Selected Poems please visit this link, https://www.amazon.co.uk/Further-Selected-Poems-Morris-ebook/dp/B08XPMGD3F.

My thanks to S Daisy of Two Gals and a Book for nominating my Further Selected Poems for the Daisy Award.

Boxing Day

When a young lady named Fay
Said, “its great Boxing Day today!”
And she clenched her fist
I said, “you must desist!”
But that didn’t deter Miss Fay!

When I Met Satan on Christmas Day

When I met Satan on Christmas day
And I said, “let us all pray”.
He said, “make no mistake,
I have a terrible headache!
I shall sleep off my hangover today!”

Miss Spink’s Christmas Drinks

When a young lady named Miss Spink
Said, “would you like a Christmas drink?”
It ended under the table
With Spink and Miss Mabel
And a bishop dressed in bright pink!

Happy Christmas

A very happy Christmas to all of my readers. I hope the Christmas period is full of joy for you all.

I would like to thank all of you for reading, liking and commenting on my poems. A big thank you also to everyone who has read/reviewed my books.

With very best wishes. Kevin

My Ballad About a Salad

I once composed a rather fine ballad
About a young lady and her salad.
But a person named Dan
Being a greedy young man
Ate that salad along with my ballad!

Don’t Kiss Strangers Under the Mistletoe

When a wise and far sighted minister said,
“Good people, don’t kiss strangers under the mistletoe!”
I wondered whether one can go
To a pretty stranger’s bed
So long as you don’t kiss under mistletoe?

(Therese Coffey, a government Minister advises against kissing strangers under the mistletoe, https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-59500232?at_medium=RSS&at_campaign=KARANGA).

Falling Angels

When I saw 2 angels fall.
There was angel dust
And man’s passing lust.
And their names I do recall.
Yet, I continue to persist
In believing angels do exist.
And that not all angels fall