The air outside the hospital is free.
I have walked the periphery
Of the hospital’s grounds and found
How dear the air is to me.
.
It enters through my window
And calls to me of liberty
And says how below, people don’t know
The profundity of the air.
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
I may achieve a kind of immortality
Through my poetry.
But when I go
Above or below
Why should I care
For I will no longer be there
To know
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
When a strange young lady named Gwen
Went and woke me at around 10,
And I said, “are you a nurse?
She said, “no! its far, far worse!”.
Then she showed her fangs did Gwen …!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
I know a pretty nurse in red
Who said, “you must get into bed!”.
I said, “that sounds nice!
But what is your vice!”,
Then she beat me around the head!
,
Copyright: Kevin Morris.
Nurses go to and thro.
While on the ward
The patients mostly feel bored.
Some watch daytime TV
Or sleep the day away.
As for me
I look forward to visiting time
And meantime rhyme.
.
I find the nurses are kind.
They will chat
Of this and that.
.
I grow fat
But try to exercise.
Its no surprise
That food breaks up the day
So patients eat
To keep the boredom at bay.
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At boarding school
The lights went out at 10.
The hospital’s rules
Are similar to them.
.
Here there is no beer.
Lights stay on longer,
(But the nurses control them).
.
I grow stronger
And desire my own bed
And private time
To indulge in rhyme.
. Copyright: Kevin Morris.
When a young lady named Miss Flow
Said, “you must always write what you know”,
I wrote about her
And our sordid affair –
Now I’m corresponding with her lawyer called Joe …!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
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There once was a nurse named Maude
Who worked on a large hospital ward.
A patient called Divine
Sneaked in some wine,
So they kicked her off that ward!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
I am bored, but alive
And appear to thrive.
The hospital food is good,
But too much pud
Will make me very fat,
So I avoid that!
..
I don’t miss my beer
As much as I thought I would,
But I wish I could
Make the day less drear with beer!
..
I hear the seagulls cry
And I would fly
Away if I could
But I am stuck here
In this place drear.
Yet I am still alive
And appear to thrive!
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
There was a young lady named Juliette
Who got a job as a vet.
A crocodile called Nile
Gave her a smile
As he ate that vet named Juliette.
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Copyright: Kevin Morris.
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