There once was a Labrador called Jeff
Who took a job as a chef.
He ate all the food
And was thought very rude,
But he loved his job did Jeff!
Jeff the Chef
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Monthly Archives: April 2025
Foolish Mark
When a foolish young man known as Mark
Went for a walk in a haunted park,
A kindly old ghoul
Said, “you’re a fool!
But I’ll let you off this once Mark!”
There Once Was a Lady of Settle
There once was a lady of Settle
Who went and stood on a nettle.
She said such bad words
That it frightened the birds,
And shocked the good people of Settle!
The Church and the Tree
Touching this tall old tree
I wonder what feels real to me:
This church of cold stone
Where people go to show their religiosity,
Or this rough bark
Warm from the spring sun.
It is the bark
That calls to my heart
And this gentle sun.
A Ghoul in the School Swimming Pool
There once was a ghastly ghoul
Who haunted a school swimming pool.
When the headmistress Jane
Gave him the cane
He yelled and left that pool!
There Once Was a Vampire in Brighton
There once was a vampire in Brighton
Who liked all the people to frighten,
Until a waitress called Lake
Offered him a big steak,
Which frightened that vampire out of Brighton!
On Hearing the Wind Sing
On hearing the wind sing
And the wild rain
Battering at my window pane,
I know I am
But mortal man.
A temporary thing.
They Say there’s a Wicked Old Rake
They say there’s a wicked old rake
Who goes by the name of Lake.
But he’s also known as Kevin
And he’ll never get to heaven –
I think there must be some mistake!
Some Thoughts on Ernest Dowson
Often I think
On a fine poet who rhymed
Of women and wine
And who died of excess drink
At just 32.
All his party time
And his lust
Hid fear of dust.
Now I find in his rhyme
A great pleasure
In my leisure time.
But I have more than rhyme
To fill time.
Wild Flowers Bloomed Nearby
Wild flowers bloomed nearby
As I pondered on why
Shoes for petite feet,
And t-shirt where left
Bereft, behind,
In the wood.
For love
Of my rhyme?
K Morris - Poet 