She is discreet
When we meet.
Her bare legs touch mine.
And behind
All the kisses and wine
I find
Old Father Time.
Behind the Kisses and Wine
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Category Archives: musings
The Importance of Tipping
When a waiter by the name of Kipp
Said, “sir, do remember to give a tip!”.
I said, “I’m reliably told
That a horse called Gold
Is a certainty at Newmarket this afternoon Kipp!”
Awaking in a Pool Full of Seals
Awaking in a pool full of seals
I saw a young lady in heels.
When I said, “am I drunk!”,
She replied, “as a holy monk,
You should avoid pools full of seals!”
Whilst Walking Through Thunder and Heavy Rain
Whilst walking through thunder and heavy rain
I met a young lady named Jane
Who said, “oh kindly fella
Do lend me your umbrella!”.
That Jane she must be perfectly insane!
An Arrangement
She lost her dress
After food and wine.
She had to confess
That the line
Between an ordinary
And an extraordinary
Date, was …
All kinds of paid
Arrangements are made.
She was
Down on her luck.
And a lonely man
Can easily book
A discreet meet.
A Short Rhyme
A short rhyme
Of eternal rain
By a poet
Who spent time
In an ancient wood
On a summer’s day.
Online
Its all there
If you care
To look online.
Oh, women and wine
Are truly divine!
And the word internet,
It rhymes with regret!
(Note: I am a fan of the work of the poet Dowson, who famously referred to “days of wine and roses” in his fine poem “They Are Not Long”).
Hot Apple Pie
When a gorgeous young lady named Sky
Offered me some very hot apple pie,
I said, “yes please”.
But she did tease.
So instead I got some hot Sky!”
A Mare’s Deep Scar
A mare’s deep scar
On her youthful hide.
She has gone far
With many a horse.
Of course, a sensitive horse
Senses the scars inside.
But he has his need.
And mares must feed.
Coffer
There is plenty
on offer
To a full coffer.
But an empty
Old coffer,
He receives no offer.
