A young lady who worked in a bar
Would, for the customers, take off her bra.
But, now the pubs are all closed
She keeps on all of her clothes.
Well, at least she keeps on her bra!
A Young Lady Who Worked in a Bar
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Oh Creature of Night
Oh creature of night,
Who flits, in dark
And by moonlight,
Why did you cry,
In the park
On a sunlit afternoon in Spring?
‘Twas a strange thing
To hear.
Yet I
felt no fear,
But pondered on your incongruous cry,
And a virus, invisible to the eye.
A Young Lady of Moldova
A young lady of Moldova
Stole my brand new pullover.
‘Twas in the woods at night
As I flew my old kite.
Please, has anyone seen my pullover?
A Young Lady Named Bess
A young lady named Bess
Has lost her dress,
While naughty Ms Lou
Has kept my shoe.
And me, I should confess …
A Young Lady By The Name of Helen
A young lady by the name of Helen
Spent all of her short life in yellen.
She yelled so loud
It burst a cloud,
Which drowned that poor young lady named Helen!
Gabriela Marie Milton’s “Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings” to be published by Vita Brevis Press soon
Gabriela Marie Milton’s “Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings” will be published soon by Vita Brevis Press. To read more about this, please go to, https://shortprose.blog/2020/03/18/my-poetry-book-passions-love-poems-and-other-writings-coming-soon-at-vita-brevis-press/.
Corona May Be King
Corona may be king,
For a time,
But the birds still sing,
And I have my rhyme.
Corona Humour
When a young lady named Kate
Said, “you should self isolate”,
My good friend miss Iris
Said, “you don’t have the virus.
But Kate doesn’t like you mate!”.
Virgin
Untried
Inside.
She kneels
In short skirt
And heels,
Looking for something on the shop floor.
Her dress rides up.
She will flirt,
Let them look.
But nothing more.
Yet, there can be no denial
That one day
Bess
Will say,
With a shy smile,
“Yes”.
When a Young Lady Named Jane
When a young lady named Jane
Said, “let us explore pleasure and pain”,
And she took out a whip,
Which she held at her hip,
I said, “the commuters are watching, Jane!”.
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