When a young lady named Lou
Said, “nothing is taboo to you!”,
I said, “I love your feet
But I wish you wouldn’t beat,
Me so hard with your shoe!”.
When A Young Lady Named Lou
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If I Write a Sad Poem Today
If I write a sad
Poem today
People will say
He is sad.
If I compose a glad
Poem today
They will, likewise
Say,
He is feeling glad.
But they
Can not see my eyes.
Rose
His passion grows.
She exposes.
The poet composes.
But, in his heart
He knows
That art
Is not a rose.
Pan’s Pipe
Pan plays on his pipe
To the delight
Of woodland nymphs.
Who have, long since
Ceased to see,
In his ageing pipe,
Beyond the delight
Of his poetry.
A Young Man Named Hogg
A young man named Hogg
Has a prolific poetry blog.
His verse is first rate,
But a well known critic called Kate,
Says that its written by Hogg’s dog!
I Know a Young Lady Named Lina
I know a young lady named Lina,
And many fine gentlemen have seen her.
I wont go into all the detail,
As it would make you turn pale.
But she’s not as bad as Justina!
Whilst Out Shopping
Whilst out shopping
I see girl’s shoes
And can not help but lose
Myself in a shocking
Thought,
Of stiletto shoes,
Bought,
By young women who,
At night,
Bring delight
With the loss of shoe
And stocking.
But I have shopping,
still to do …
