The dust
Is certain
For every person
Whether he
Or she
Be good or bad.
Is it wrong
To long
For pleasure?
For the sweet heather
Will not last forever
And the summer sun
Is soon done.
The Dust Is Certain
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A Young Man Named Snell
A young man named Snell
Owns an extremely dirty hotel.
When I said “you must clean!”,
He replied, “have you not seen,
The low prices in this hotel!”.
On Looking In My Bin
On looking in my bin
I found Mr Jeremy Corbyn,
Who said, “I am planning for power,
In this great ivory tower”.
I said, “you’re hiding in my bin!”.
Awaking As The Clock Struck Midnight
Awaking as the clock struck midnight
I found to my great delight,
The late author, Mr Charles Dickens
With a large flock of toy chickens,
And my Mistress who calls herself White!
On Opening My Large Old Wardrobe
On opening my large old wardrobe
And seeing a young lady’s earlobe,
I said, “have you seen my shirt?”,
At which she called me a flirt,
And said, “please put on your robe!”.
When An Extremely Fat Man Named William Paul
When an extremely fat man named William Paul
Fell with great force against my garden wall,
And I heard the wall crack
As he fell on his back,
I said, “Paul, shall pay for my wall!”.
When A Young Lady Named Bess
When a young lady named Bess
Went to visit Loch Ness,
She saw no monster great,
But met a girl called Kate,
Who said she knew Miss Ness!
In this wood
In this wood,
In parts overgrown
I walked alone,
Yet I had a myriad tree
For company.
Then the rain came
And I was free,
For I am part
Of the wood’s heart
Which lives in me.
When A Young Lady Named Claire
When a young lady named Claire
Asked, “shall we have a sordid affair?”,
And I said, “just us 2?”,
She replied, “do you like Miss Lou?”,
And this poem, it stops right there …
When A Young Lady of Greece
When a young lady of Greece
Said, “when will your writing cease?”,
I replied, with a grin,
“Are you in to hot sin?”,
And then she called the police!
K Morris - Poet 