When a young lady whose name is Ann
Called me a very wicked man,
And I said, “should I desist?”,
She said, “no, please do persist,
As I like it here in this van!”.
Ann
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A Benefactor to Young Women
An elderly gentleman of this great nation
Being concerned to preserve his fine reputation,
Has gifted his money to young women.
Which has left all the lawyers grinning.
And the women, are of spotless reputation!
There Are No Gods
There are no gods.
Men are but sods
In the end
My friend.
Yet we strive
To stay alive.
And some pretend
That there are gods.
But we are sods
In the end
My friend.
Though, the poet’s work may survive
Long after his eyes
Have closed.
And, who knows,
Perchance he may find, at his end
That we are more than mere
Sods.
Yet I fear
That there are no gods.
And we are but sods
In the end
My friend.
The Good Communist
There once was a Communist named Lina
Who said, “I’m equal with my cleaner.
I condemn exploitation
In every nation.
But I really do need my cleaner!”.
Young Women and Whisky
When a young lady most frisky
Offered me some very good whisky,
I said, “lets get off this rock face
And go back to my place,
As on this cliff its far to risky!”.
When A Young Lady With Absolutely No Inhibition
When a young lady with absolutely no inhibition
Entered a rather prestigious competition,
And took off her dress,
Her sweet mother named Bess
Said, “but darling, this is a poetry competition!”.
My Chateau
When a young lady named Lee
Said, “tell me your biggest fantasy”.
I mentioned my chateau
And my mistress flow.
And now she’s staying with me!
Through the Poet’s Eyes
We are going to hell in a handcart”
Has for long been a theme of art.
Intellectuals do, sometimes, over intellectualise.
Yet, the poet’s eyes
May, with foresight see
The slow, death, of liberty.
Lin
When a young lady named Lin
Said, “sir, are you into discipline??,
As I have either cane or slipper.
I said,”just this milk and kipper.
Although the cane does sound tempting, Lin!”.
Change
There was a young man named Strange
Who said, “everything must change!”.
So he changed it all around
But, discovering nothing at all profound,
Again he made a change!
K Morris - Poet 