On my way home alone,
At night,
In the rain,
I met 2 young women.
Oh The delight
Of sin.
But only rain
Fell that night.
On my way home alone,
At night,
In the rain,
I met 2 young women.
Oh The delight
Of sin.
But only rain
Fell that night.
When a young man on a bar stool
Said, “you are a stupid old fool!”.
I said, “my good sir
You should take great care,
Lest you fall off that bar stool!”.
When a daring young lady named Ria
Decided to swing from my old chandelier,
The good Bishop Paul
Feared she would fall.
But she fell long ago, did Ria.
A young man driving a hearse
Said, “my verse is very terse”.
There was a young lady named Yvette
Who caused many rich gentlemen to forget
Their duty and sense,
Which led to expense.
And a contented and very wealthy Yvette.
When a young lady most enigmatical
Said, “you are far too fanatical”.
And I failed to comprehend,
She called me her friend.
And then we discussed the grammatical.
When a young man whose name is Jerry
Said, “let us eat, drink and be merry”.
And I said, “for tomorrow we die”,
He said, “sir, “that is a lie!”.
As tomorrow I am getting married to Sherry!”.
My friend whose name is Lou
Is a Tory through and through.
Being a young lady bold
She swims in water cold,
Which makes Lou turn bright blue!
An interesting post on Matthew Wright’s blog entitled “The Story of Lady Chatterley’s “Real” Lover”, https://mjwrightnz.wordpress.com/2020/10/10/the-story-of-lady-chatterleys-real-lover/
The leaf blower blows.
But can not keep pace
With the fall of leaves.
The wise man knows
That the race
Of dead leaves
Must end in dust
For them.
And men.