Category Archives: k morris poet

Of literature, pelican crossings and escort girls in Liverpool!

I spent the Christmas period with my mum, her partner and my sister in Liverpool. Following a very enjoyable week with my family, I returned to London on Friday 27 December.

As my mum, her Partner and I stood at the pelican crossing outside Liverpool Central station, waiting to cross and make our way to Lime Street in order that I could catch my train back to London, my mum’s partner commented on a sticker affixed to the pelican, advertising the services of escort girls which (my mum added) had been rendered illegible by someone with a thick black marker pen)!

The above incident reminded me of my short story “Samantha”, which tells the story of an upper-class young woman forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool, https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00BL3CNHI/. “Samantha” has received a number of great reviews, including the below 4 star review by Paul S:

Samantha

“I downloaded this short novel when it was being offered free on Amazon Kindle and I was pleasantly surprised by how good it was. It had a gripping plot, good characterisation and plenty of ‘atmosphere’; things that can be lacking in short stories. I think there may be a couple of formatting issues as I found I had to re-read a couple of paragraphs as they initially seemed out of place, possibly due to a missing carriage return instruction or perhaps because I was reading the story too quickly as I wanted to find out what happened next!
I won’t expand upon the plot as I do not want to create any spoilers but I suggest that you give this short novel a look if you enjoy atmospheric crime thrillers that have an element of romance, a gripping story line, some really nasty villains and a quite dramatic, action packed, climax”. To read the review on Amazon please follow this link, https://www.amazon.co.uk/review/R2YUTS78WBRB01/.

When A Girl Dressed As A Goat

When a girl dressed as a goat
Said, “Sir, have you been to vote?”,
I said, “yes of course
And, were you a horse
You would not have eaten my coat!”.

When A Young Lady In The Nude

When a young lady in the nude
Said, “sir, I think you’re a prude!”,
I said, “my dear Rose
You look great without clothes,
But the supermarket staff think you rude!”.

A Young Lady Named Miss Hocking

A young lady named Miss Hocking
Ties men up with her stocking.
The vicar’s wife Claire
Is far from fair,
And her daughter’s name is Hocking.

When I Dated The Beautiful Daughter

When I dated the beautiful daughter
Of a rather famous old author,
He was truly delighted
And so very excited,
That he threw me in the water!

Shop Girls

While
Out shopping, sometimes I smile
At shop girls, and think
A thought,
That I ought
Not to think,
And the devil does wink
And whispers low,
“you know
That, one day,
They may See through thee”.