I once had a girlfriend named Jamie
Who said, “this relationship is too samey!”.
When I suggested we see Miss White
She said, “we did that last night!
Lets have Miss Right tonight”, said Jamie …!
I Once Had a Girlfriend Named Jamie
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Category Archives: musings
Miss Ria’s New Year
There was a young lady named Ria
Who, it being a brand new year,
Drank a whole bottle of wine,
Which was more or less fine,
But then she turned to strong beer …!
Happy New Year
I would like to wish all of my readers a very happy new year. Thank you for reading, commenting and liking my poetry and other posts during 2022, and thanks also to those of you who have read my books.
I hope 2023 is a good year for you.
Very best wishes. Kevin
Miss Hall’s Crystal Ball
I met a young lady named Hall
Who said, “gaze into my crystal ball!”.
When I looked therein
I saw great sin,
So went home with gorgeous Miss Hall!
Janus
Janus waits in the wings.
As with previous dead years
He will bring
Laughter and tears.
Doors open and close.
The futurologist thinks he knows
What the future holds.
But Janus thumbs his nose,
And history goes
On as before,
And where it goes
Heaven only knows.
Working Girls
Some come in wintertime
And bring delight
To an empty night.
Others in summertime
Fall with legs bare
In sultry air.
First timers are shy
And frequently do maintain
“I won’t do that again!”.
While guys inwardly sigh
And under their breath say,
“You will for pay”.
Kisses, laced with wine
Are sometimes divine
For good strong drink
Wards off think.
And a painted smile
Stays for a while.
My Dog (Still young)
My dog (still young)
Enjoys these fallen leaves
Flung across pavements
By Winter’s breeze,
Where they lie
As he and I
Pass by
On a December day.
I Once Met a Very Old Horse
I once saw a very old horse
With his clubs on the golf course.
When I said “good day”,
He said to me, “nay!”,
That rude and most cantankerous old horse!
She Bought Shoes
The cash machine.
The gleam
In her eye
As she
Followed him home.
Chanting of shoes.
Later, alone
At home
He considered ”choose”.
She bought shoes.
And when they are gone
The profession will live on.
Round
When a young man named Round
Said, “do say something really profound”,
I said, “men are dust
And full of much lust.
And yours is the next round!”.
K Morris - Poet 