Rooms at different times
Produce
Diverse rhymes.
A girl’s perfume
In a darkened room
May seduce
A man into penning a rhyme
About lust.
Do not condemn
Such men
For there will be time
Enough for dust.
When a young lady named Joan
Said, “please, just leave me alone!”,
And I replied, “whatever you say”,
She wept, “oh, do please stay!”,
She’s a strange young lady is Joan!
A publican whose name is Best
Runs a pub called the Poets Rest.
It is full of great débauche
And I think that perhaps I ought,
To stop drinking in the Poets Rest!
A barmaid whose name is Best
Works in the Poets Rest.
It is full of great débauche
So I think that I ought
Not to tell the rest!
All heels, and hair
And legs.
No beds
For him,
Just dreams of sin
With her
Who does care
Not for him.
When a young man named Gus
Quoted Thomas Malthus on the bus,
A few passengers fell sound asleep
Whilst others did most bitterly weep,
But the driver he didn’t fuss!
When a young lady named Gale
Said, “my dog has no tail”,
And I replied, “are you having an affair?”
She said, “I think I now remember where,
My dog he left his tail!”.
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Some play roulette
And regret
Nought until they choose
To lose
All on the wheel,
That can not feel
Others choose
To lose
All and fall
For a good time girl.
The wheel
Will whirl
And they feel
The thrill of sin.
Some poets spin
A rhyme
About a good time
Girl and the roulette
Wheel that goes round
In circles of regret.
But ’tis nothing profound.
When a beautiful young lady named May
Remarked, “I shall be famous one day!”,
A rake called Ned
Said, “come to bed”,
But May had no time to stay!
Poetry dies
In eyes
That did see
Into eternity.
But, perhaps, lives on
After the poet has gone
In words which, maybe
Touch you and me
With their profundity
K Morris - Poet 