When a young lady named Jane
Finished making love on a train,
An old man dropped his paper
And said, “Jane! What a caper!
Please can I see that again!”
What a Caper!
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Author Archives: K Morris Poet
Easy as Drink
Sometimes I think on girls who drink
In order to go through
With what they feel they have to
I see their bright smile
And hear their laughter.
And when men’s fun is done
I wonder, do some pause and think
How young women’s smiles
And laughter, flow easily as drink?
The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems (Review Copies
I am in the process of publishing a new poetry collection entitled “The Churchyard Yew and Other Poems”.
I am looking for honest reviews of the book in advance of it’s publication. If you would like a free electronic copy in exchange for an honest review, do please let me know by emailing me at kmorris poet at gmail dot com (the address is given in this manner to prevent spam). Please put “The Churchyard Yew Review Copy” in the subject line of your email.
The Rain Stops and Starts
The rain stops and starts.
Lovers who never where lovers part.
No hearts are broken.
But had words been spoken
At an earlier time
Perchance this rhyme of mine
Would not end in friends parting
And rain stopping and starting.
See-Through
I met a young lady of Munich
Who said, “do you like my see-through tunic?”.
I said to her, “Rose!
You are wearing no clothes!”.
She said, “we dress like that in Munich!”.
In the Depths of the Churchyard Dark
In the depths of the churchyard dark
I met with a vampire named Mark.
When he went for my blood
With my great stake of wood
I ended that vampire in the dark!
When a Young Lady Said, with a Curse
When a young lady said, with a curse,
Do stop including me in your risqué verse!”.
I said to her, “dear Lou,
Stop spanking me with your shoe!”,
Which caused that girl to curse even worse!
Lout
When a young man eating a sprout
Went and called me an uncouth lout,
I said to Lou,
“Pass me that shoe!
I’ll give that young man a clout!”
There Once Was a Lonely Young Guy
There once was a lonely young guy
Who said, “I’ll create a female AI!”.
She was extremely pretty
And so very witty,
And she married a girl called Sky!
The Writer
Once green leaves
Rot. And are forgot.
But great trees
They live on
When we are gone.
And some trees
Make leaves for books.
And some books
They live on
When we are gone.
But a tree
Has no vanity.
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