There was a young lady named Ria
Who spent all her days drinking beer.
While drunk on wine
Her friend Miss Divine
Drowned in a barrel of Ria’s beer!
Ria Who Spent Her Days Drinking Beer
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Category Archives: creative writing
Where I
Where I
To shave
You would find
My smooth skin
But what
Of mind
That lies behind
My sometimes grin?
Sotto Voce
A miss
Of 19
May kiss
Old guys
Who prize
A teen
Girl’s eyes.
While onlookers smile
And sotto voce
Say, “pay”.
Internet Dating
We haven’t met before
Yet you say you adore
Me, and call me
“Baby”. Well, my dear lady,
Learn this lesson hard,
I aint your baby, lady
And I am not
Falling for your plot
To steal my credit card …!
Sometimes I Find
Sometimes I find
Women of a certain kind
Occupy my mind.
The type who, at night
Excite and delight,
When misguided men
Visit the ATM …
And come morning’s light
Some more thoughtful men
May think of lust
And waiting dust.
A Young Man Driving a Large Hearse
A young man driving a large hearse
Said, “this verse is unfinished and terse”. …
Fallen Blossom
I found
Blossom on the ground
Which brought
To mind the thought,
We all,
As the blossom, fall.
When a Pushy Young Man Named Ivor
When a pushy young man named Ivor
Demanded that I lend him a fiver,
And his friend Gwen
Said, “make it ten!”,
I lent that young man Ivor neither!
When a Young Lady Whose Hobby is Flogging
When a young lady whose hobby is flogging
Said, “do you think I should start blogging?”,
I said, “dear Miss Kipp,
Please, put down that whip!
And change your hobby from flogging to blogging!”
Birds in the Early Morning
When, at 6 am, I
Walked in the woods nearby,
Expecting to hear the birds,
(As I have often heard
Them sing in early morn).
Few birds I heard
For as I slept
The dawn
She crept
Softly by.
K Morris - Poet 